>>6459247This doomer stuff speaks to me on a level I can't even describe. Everything feels so pointless. I've got a decent tech support job and skills galore for upward movement, but every day the work routine digs at me. I feel hopeless. I can't help but feel that man was made for more than this.
Sometimes, really late at night, I turn off the lights and stare out the window. The street light provides a pleasant warm glow to the road below, surrounded by trees. Once I saw a deer family walking down the street and I felt serene.
