Midnight strikes. The next day approaches. Again. Again. Again. Time passes by, and by, and by. Quickly. Slowly. Much too fast, but nothing happens. Tick tock tick tock. I want out. I want an escape. My thoughts are disgusting. My worries simplistic and embarrassing. Yet this belittlement does not satisfy what is required to have my thoughts dwell on happy pink roses and hearts fluttering around everywhere against a backdrop of blue sky and fluffy clouds. Nei nei! On the contrary, I am more frustrated.

I've felt generally dissatisfied for quite some time now. The past month, perhaps two, decrease in general motivation. Now time seems to pass all too quickly. At work I sit. I stare. I pick at my work as one might pick at the food on a plate. I've eaten my share and now I'm full.. But I'm not. full is a far cry from anything I am. Empty-more accurate.

I was finally able to find a Wii. I bought one. It's fun. I haven't played it much. No time. Who has taken all my time? Tick tock tick tock. My grandparents come to visit on the 10th of February until March. I'll snap my fingers when they arrive and they'll be gone again. Day's will flash by before I can even say, "Hello." Goodbye is just around the corner. Hello Goodbye. How are you? Ah, silly me, no time to answer. My heart feels heavy. I take a deep breath of air, but do not feel refreshed.