What a disturbing epiphany. I woke yesterday to the realization that most of my life has been spent killing time. Just trying to make it until tomorrow. How did I let my life become this endless cycle of nothingness? I have done very little to justify my existence& am saddened to admit that fear stifled the greatness that could have been myself. Even sadder to say I am not going to change it. I was here & when I'm gone, nothing will be different. Killing time, dead inside.