Blank Momentum

It's really staring at nothing... You just have to pretend that everything is fine. You have to look as if it does not bother you. And sometimes, you seem to listen when you really don't. It's just convincing yourself that this will soon end. And the time is worthy enough to consume for waiting.

I see different kinds of people. But it's the kind of people watching that makes you feel boring. Because this isn't actually a people watching. You're bound to do at least something but you're not.

I see different kinds of vehicles over the glass window passing along the highway. The big ones sometimes conceal the boring statue of a Chinese fast food chain. And I think, this statue and I are alike. We are bored of every second that passes by. But at least, there are these big vehicles that every sudden moment and then another, conceal its boredom. While I,.. well, I have to conceal it with myself. Alone.

I see this particular situation. And it urges me to be dissuaded. But I should not. Because I have to do this. Even if it means to do nothing.

Now I see myself. A guy with pretentious stare. And I am struggling with this growing apathy. It somewhat consumes me. But I have to compel myself...

-written during my OJT...