Musings

“Apathy is death. Worse than death, because at least a rotting corpse feeds the beasts and insects.”

What could possibly be worse than to just take up space doing nothing? You might as well be dead.

And that was how I was.

Just a husk of a man with no plan.

Occupying space with in every place.

How could one live like this? They couldn’t.

And that was my conclusion via my own mental intrusion.

Apathy is death.

It is why I was dead inside. I couldn’t be bothered to care.

But that has changed. I only wish I had more power to enact my will.

But for as long as I remain unapathetic, I will be alive.

Both outside and inside.