"Where do I stand", he wondered sitting alone in an empty office.
Lost in thoughts of a happier, and much more stable past, he wondered how things could have been in another life, knowing full well that these thoughts never lead to anything good.
He took a quick look around. The cubes were all empty, but he couldn't muster the motivation to leave. Where would he go? Plans of an evening run on a cold winter night seemed to tick further and further away from reality. "Why do I bother?" he wonders. Is this all there is?
There was a time when he knew what he wanted and life was so exciting and the future so bright. The life experiences of failed relationships and lost loves have taken their toll. If I'm not loved, it seems like I can't love.
Ahh, late life cynicism... How about we think logically: At 27, there's still time to do what whatever he wants to do, but the road looks empty; stopped. "The journey of a thousand miles starts with one step", rings through his head. People aren't supposed to live in cubes. 8+ hours a day, 5 days a week. 2 steps into the journey, you're already out of the cube, he thinks. Why not start that journey today?
Lost in thoughts of a happier, and much more stable past, he wondered how things could have been in another life, knowing full well that these thoughts never lead to anything good.
He took a quick look around. The cubes were all empty, but he couldn't muster the motivation to leave. Where would he go? Plans of an evening run on a cold winter night seemed to tick further and further away from reality. "Why do I bother?" he wonders. Is this all there is?
There was a time when he knew what he wanted and life was so exciting and the future so bright. The life experiences of failed relationships and lost loves have taken their toll. If I'm not loved, it seems like I can't love.
Ahh, late life cynicism... How about we think logically: At 27, there's still time to do what whatever he wants to do, but the road looks empty; stopped. "The journey of a thousand miles starts with one step", rings through his head. People aren't supposed to live in cubes. 8+ hours a day, 5 days a week. 2 steps into the journey, you're already out of the cube, he thinks. Why not start that journey today?
