| The idea of life is so mundane. Drones are trapped behind
daily duties, working as a single entity for the colony. The end is absolute,
death. What happens after death is unknown to a person with a sound mind. Only religious
zealots and drug advocates think they have a higher state of mind. Work, work,
work. A life is made of choices, yet the choices arrive to the same, final
destination regardless of the life led by an individual.
I always wondered what the point of having relationships were
(friendships, not just romantic relationships). Honestly, I still haven’t found
out the answer to that. I suppose it’s for normalcy. I’ve never been dependent
on friends, which could point to my mindset, I suppose. Albeit, I still do enjoy the time spent with
friends and family, even if I find it unnecessary sometimes. I guess this
statement won’t make much sense to most people, but I don’t mean it in a
negative way.
I don’t know why, just been in a depressed mood lately. Oh
well, I’ll get out of it soon.
Edit: I ranted, obviously. The two paragraphs are not connected, just different thoughts being set on the table.
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