Killing Time – Killing Me


I’ve been killing time for the past several months. I don’t feel comfortable with where I am right now. My poetry seems to be going nowhere, my closest friend lives in another country, and I just feel so utterly content with this way of living. I guess I’m just comfortable but I’m not happy with it.

I’ve started going to the gym again, and I’ve lost 15lbs in just under 3 weeks. Being there is almost euphoric, I get to not be in my comfort zone, and it’s addicting. I get to forget about no one booking me to perform poetry. I get to forget about my loneliness. It’s almost spiritual. I’m nowhere close to where I want to be physically, which is good, because it means I will enjoy the process for a while.

So while killing time is killing me, finding something productive to occupy my time in the meantime is the best thing that has happened to me in awhile.

2 thoughts on “Killing Time – Killing Me

  1. Good for you. Write for God and yourself and, if you love writing and love speaking, keep going. If you give up you’ll never succeed. If you keep going, even if you never achieve success, you’ll spend your life doing something you love.

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