I don’t even know why I’m typing this out right now, it’s like 2 am and I should be sleeping cuz I gotta get up early for a shift but I can’t. My brain just keeps going and going about this stupid thing. It’s not even a big deal, like not really, but it kinda feels like it is? To me anyway. Okay so like, I do these little odd jobs right? Deliver stuff, sometimes I help out at the local coffee shop, whatever. Just trying to make rent and like, buy food. It’s always changing, always gotta hustle. And sometimes I get these jobs where I gotta go to like, fancy places, big buildings downtown with like, glass and shiny floors. And everyone there is wearing suits and they look all important. And usually I just drop off whatever and leave, you know? Don’t really think about it. But the other day, this one place, it was like a government building? And I had to go up to like, the top floor to drop off some files for this lady. And I get out of the elevator and it’s just SO quiet. Like, too quiet. And there’s this guy in a big office, the door was open a little, and he was just sitting there looking out the window. Just like, staring. And he looked old, like really old, but also kinda... shriveled? Like a balloon after all the air went out. And his office was HUGE. Like way bigger than my whole apartment. And there were all these pictures on the wall, framed stuff, with him shaking hands with famous people, like presidents and stuff. And awards, all shiny. And I guess he used to be like, REALLY important there. Like a BIG deal. And I just kept thinking about it. Like, he probably used to tell everyone what to do, right? Made big decisions. His name was probably everywhere. And now he was just... sitting there. In the dark. And it just made me feel so weird. Like, is that what happens? You just work your whole life, like, killing yourself, and then one day you’re just... not important anymore? And you’re just left in this big quiet room, with all your old pictures. I mean I don’t even — whatever. And it just made me feel kinda sick, honestly. Cuz my whole thing right now is like, I just gotta GET somewhere. Gotta MAKE something of myself. Gotta hustle harder. But then I saw him and it’s like, what’s the point if it just ends like that? Like, you just end up alone in a fancy apartment or something, just thinking about how you used to be somebody. And no one cares anymore. It’s just stupid. I gotta go to bed.