angus and julia stone – big jet plane

Life in general is pointless.

Sure there are things to do, places to see, people to meet. But at the end of it all what’s the fucking point?

I’m feeling extremely nihilistic today. Because I do not see a purpose for what I am doing day in day out.

And so what if there’s a god to whom I am indebted to for allowing me to be? He sure as hell isn’t making it any easier for me to proclaim his abundant generosity.

On a somewhat related note, I feel like I disappoint my parents because I’m not a straight, church-going, bible-thumping, Jesus-loving guy. I don’t know what to do.

I think I’m slowly turning into a cynical old man.

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