Boredom; It bore into his skull like a jackhammer…
…He had all the jokes but no body to tell them to…
…Like a horrible song blaring in the background...
…Friends, that’s what he needed or maybe something more…
…Like a starving of the mind…
…He took a moment to look through the crowd and saw her gazing out the window. He knew that look…
…Like freezing to death in the burning cold…
...He wasn’t the one who was bored.
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Entropy
RomanceAre you a sane person just because your the same as everyone else? Why do we take our sanity for granted? Why is the most important question of all is the one we choose to ignore?
