The end of yet another.

We wake up, we go about our day, we sleep. Some of us wish the day we just had wouldnt end- others pray for a better day when they open their eyes the next day. And then there are the rest of us who wish we wouldnt have to wake up at all.

Im kind of tired of this living business. And im not saying this from the point of someone on the edge of suicidalness because I have a good life. Probably better then most anyway. But sometimes the monotone of an endless cycle of sameness makes me wonder if everything would still remain the same 10 years later.

We fight for our dreams. We meet new people who bring us many different roads to lead our lives down its lanes. Some of us get lost sometimes. Some of us walk down its lanes blindly only to realise that it doesnt acually lead to anywhere at all- Trapped in a limbo with nowhere to exit. Thats how I have been feeling lately.

And everything doesnt actually turn out for the best eventually because all the tiny changes in the process down the lane changes all of us to a certain extent whether we like it or not. Changes are good. Well so they say anyway.

Im just so tired.

Amazing something as fragile as life that could be snuffed out in a second could create such an impact on all of us.