… that nothing is of importance any longer.
You can just go and rest. For the rest of all time.
You just feel, when it’s time.
Because nothing here can fascinate you anymore. Or delight you. Or simply thrill you.
And then you realize, that nobody waits for you. And you wait for nobody in return.
Then, and only then, it is time to go. Me, in my case, know for sure, that this is the time to go and let go. I let go of my family which is not interested in me anymore and will never be, I let go of the job idea which I will never have (the job that is), and I will let go of my dreams, which I can never fulfill. Question is, what am I waiting for. As mentioned, I wait for nobody and definitely wait for nothing anymore. I am done with the USA, I am done with Germany, and I am done with love. Yeah, and I have no idea what should come next. I just can’t need another year of mayhem. No.
I am done. And I am not in younger years where there was some kind of thinking behind those thoughts. Now, I am someone just doing what I say. And I say, I am done. With myself and with the world. With all the terrorists, the neonazi people, and with all the politicians. And of course with my family. Yes. And with all the stupidness in the world.
And mark my words: there must be, just must be, a black hole on to us,
or at least this mysterious other planet earth running into us,
which effects all the people’s mind to go bonkers. Or something like that. It is simply not normal anymore.