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Recently, I've found people asking me this question: What do you do?

That's a good question. It's difficult for me to answer without boring people, but I'll tell you if you promise not to leave. Okay? So on a regular day, I go to work and-

Wait, where are you going?

My life isn't really something that's full of excitement. In fact, most days are indistinguishable from one another. I go to the gym, go to work, get some schoolwork done, go to the gym, go to sleep. Then I wake up and do the same exact thing. Five days a week, this process repeats. The other two days of the week, the only difference is that I don't have to commute to go to work.

It very well eats away at my waking moments.

Some other people have asked me what it is that I want to do. That's also a good question. I don't know, and I don't think I have the capacity to figure out what I want to do. I was put into this world to serve. There is nothing else. No grand goal. No endgame. I am simply here as a stepping stone for others.

In a way, it's a simple existence. It's my lot in life. Just be happy with that, I tell myself.

Yes, yes I should be happy, or at least content with it.

To be honest, it's just difficult to even plan out anything in the future. In my experience, planning is just another way to become disappointed in life. If you let life hear you plan something, it will go out of its way to disrupt those plans. Works perfectly every time. As a result, I just don't even bother.

And with the way the world is right now, how can you even plan for anything? I might be gone tomorrow at the whim of the government. Our entire economy might just crash in a few days. Who knows?

It's almost surreal to me whenever I hear people talking about plans that are months out. Where would we even be in a month? I don't even know where I'll be in a week.