Everyday I open my inbox hoping to find some meaning in there. I don’t know what it is that I seek to get the meaning of. But for some reason, the inbox is where I look for some clue to my life. I open it everyday hoping to find a surprise. A familiar name. A long lost friend. A reason to love. A reason to rejoice for a few days. Something that will one day land in my inbox and make my life more meaningful, more worth living that it is right now.
But day after day, I get only junk. Junk from the thousands of newsletters I’ve subscribed to. Over twenty emails that I delete without reading. Without a second glance.
The only thing that makes most sense to me in my inbox, is my daily newsletter from Astrology.com. It’s the only email that I read and look forward to everyday. At least, there’s an element of excitement there.
What a menial existence this is. Waiting for surprises in the inbox. Bah.
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