I am the ninja of mundane

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Everything I want to say, I've said before.
Every goal I've tried to achieve is one that I've set before.
Sometimes I just can't be bothered. Sometimes I just cannot give a shit.

It's like you nearly kill yourself at the gym and then you look in the mirror and you look worse than when you first went in.

Fat ugly ugly fat ugly fat fat fat fat ugly ugly ugly fat fat fat fat ugly ugly ugly fat fat fat fat ugly ugly ugly fat fat fat fat ugly ugly ugly fat fat fat fat ugly ugly ugly fat fat fat fat ugly ugly.

Sometimes I venture into the repeating waters and become engulfed in a sea of utter indifference.
Sometimes I venture into the repeating waters and become engulfed in a sea of utter indifference.
Sometimes I venture into the repeating waters and become engulfed in a sea of utter indifference.
Sometimes I venture into the repeating waters and become engulfed in a sea of utter indifference.

Life at this petty pace that creeps
Day to day.
Thinking that your life is full of sound and fury
When in fact
Your life is nothing.

Those e-mails need responding to.
That bin needs emptying.
The washing needs doing.

Fuck it all.

Tomorrow I need to wake up.
Tomorrow I need to wake up and get into a car.
Tomorrow I need to wake up and get into a car that will take me to Heathrow
Tomorrow I need to wake up and get into a car that will take me to Heathrow to catch a flight

At Heathrow I will board a plane for Edinburgh
A plane for Edinburgh.
Zoom voosh. Arm doors and cross-check.
I have not packed. Fuck that.
Fuck this fuck that.

I will wake up early tomorrow to pack.
Like fuck I will.

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Fuck kcuf fuck kcuf fuck kcuf Fuck kcuf fuck kcuf fuck kcuf

Will you please wake me up when the mundane is over?

Just. Innit.

This is not some pretentious word play. Nor is this some attempt at poetry.
This is because I just can't even be bothered to formulate sentences.
Ctrl + paste is far easier.
Ctrl + paste is far easier.
Ctrl + paste is far easier.
Ctrl + paste is far easier.

Do you know what this is?

This is choosing to wank when you should be getting ready for work.
This is choosing to type personal e-mails when you should be finishing that important report.
This is browsing eBay when you should be turning off the PC to cook dinner.
This is blathering on when you have nothing to say.

This is all just shit.

And so the calm waters of disinterest gather and rise. I don't move as they continue up. Lapping at my mouth I am too calm to care. And then I begin to choke.