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Some people seem
to be under the impression that a person is alive when they’re breathing.
There’s part truth top this fact but I believe otherwise. For some time now
I’ve been breathing but not living, I’ve been there physically but that’s about
where it starts and ends.
Living with my parents, I find myself seeking refuge in the corners of my bedroom or in front of my computer keeping myself busy with stupid things. I guess all of this is in an effort to avoid the elephant in the room but it’s one of those elephants that, no matter how much you try to deal with it, it just keeps growing. Maybe it’s me? Maybe it’s the “elephant”? Who knows really, I most certainly don’t but I do know that someday it’ll be too little too late. For now, I’ll continue to seek refuge in front of my computer trying to figure out a way of not only breathing, but living too.
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