point blank.

the minute hand on the clock moves so slowly when you do nothing. on the contrary, time flies so fast when you're empty inside. then in that few seconds when you open your eyes and saw how people've changed, the alarms start ringing. what have i been doing in my life? others have moved on; they don't only dream, they work for it. and all these while where have i been?

i don't have any dreams, no, not a single aspiration. i can't picture myself in 6 months, let alone 5 years. even as people live day by day with their purpose-filled lives, i went through mine, simply for the sake of "completing" my day.

"what do you want to be?", "where do you see yourself in 5 years?", "what are you living for?"
sadly, my answer is: -blank-