I look at the time hoping the beginning of the next hours will be different, but every hour is an hour of disappointment. Feeling so bored I could actually be the pointer myself.
Accurately and precisely displaying the time, going round in the same direction and circle. When what I really should be doing is enjoying present time.
I'm just going round and round as a machine with a mind of it's own. Only capable of operating while yearning for another function to be installed.
Right now I feel like the concept of time is an invention of evil. The only time I get to spend on the prison yard is in my dreams, as they are always changing. Giving me excitement through unawarness of time, that could be the reason why I feel so exhausted in the mornings.
I will now go to sleep. Will see if I can find that place where the sun goes to set.
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