Another Day Another Approaching-an-Expiry

    As I trudge through my 27th years of life. Jesus. They are left with 23 and 21 years if they get to celebrate their 80's. While my brother is nearing 30th. It is crazy to think how less I have achieved in these years. I often forot how pitiful it should feel until I decided to make an entry this second. Why the rush, though? What am I doing wrong? Stupid questions, aren't they, for I knew the answers right all along, yet my inert body are just inert at best, and what are the enjoyments that I get to experience alone? Some memories. Google Maps timeline collection in this puny little island. 

Seriously they are gonna expire. They aren't getting any younger. Fortunately at least brother has been starting to care. I do, but without the potential.

This is not my final post, hopefully. And the first one, too, without the help of AI generations.

Steven

proof of desperation

At least J Marco got out of it and created a successful life for himself. Am I just at peace with dormancy, mediocrity?