Ramblings of a college burnt out

nevermind you can actually make blogs on here. this is awesome why does nobody know about this.

did not mean to answer on here, unless this is the same account. i don't know how this works. why does nobody blog anymore? i never really read blogs but even nowadays i assume people mostly create blogs for recipes and self help and whatever else they might need help with. nobody shares anything anymore, probably because we're assaulted by a constant onslaught of instantaneous entertainment. are you telling me you'll sit here and read a whole blog post about something that will not bring you anything? no shot of serotonin, no life hack on how to clean your sick, no update on the latest celebrity gossip. Just someone musing. people rarely read books. you can see a pattern emerging, of shallow books following the same storyline. predictable, and as someone who's a massive hypocrite, exactly what you need when your brain has turned to mush from constantly stimulating it all the time. i'm trying to get back into reading though. and all that accountability stuff. like yeah i do feel guilt at losing all my passions and most of what defined me as a person up until now, because i think i don't like what i do but i refuse to throw myself into something uncertain until i've become what i hate, i'm surrounded in it, i live and breathe it and i can no longer escape it even if i finally have enough and the predictability loses its comfort and it simply becomes suffocating. like your immune system and your eyes. did you know that if they recognise them, they'd perceive them as exogenic to your person and attack them until you go blind? why is that, if they've always been there? the conclusion is flimsy because i don't think losing your eyes is the perfect metaphor for what i wanted to illustrate, but i get the feeling you loosely grasp what i mean, future me who is probably reading this. anyways. i said i'd be at my eight am tomorrow, which is a definite lie. i never am. if i found my passion would i willingly get up at six in the morning for it? go to bed at ten pm awaiting another day of fulfillment? that would really be something. i think that's when i'll know i made it.

nevermind you can actually make blogs on here. this is awesome why does nobody know about this.