Another Untitledness

I don’t know what I am up to.

It seems that I want time to go faster. But I don’t know what I am up to.

I can’t see what I am waiting for by wanting time to go faster.

It is boredom I am facing.

But boredom is the feeling you get when you are being ungrateful.

And how come I can’t be grateful?

When I have everything; a loving family, a nice shelter to sleep, something to learn, enough money to buy my needs, and things that I can’t even think of.

Now I sigh and wish time to run faster that it does.

There seems to be a boredom sneaking from inside my heart.

It might not be a boredom, though. Or it might be a boredom and something else. But i don’t know what.

If i don’t keep myself busy with worldly errands like laundry, meals, and social life then I would go blank.

I don’t know what I am up to.

I just don’t.

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