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It was a mid-evening .. and not much was going on. Birds were chirping, and people were talking non-stop, it was as nauseating as it was to walk across the city plaza.

And I had no idea why I was there in the first place. Perhaps looking around "the garden," would have done me much good. Not that I would need that at all, since my day was already ruined.

It all started from two weeks ago, when I was talking to a guy near of my table, which where, I had ordered my usual food from. And he was yapping about how the world is going downhill, "Man, it's so goddamn insane how everything you once knew has turned into even more worse than it already was. People just keep fighting each other and killing and wronging each other. Whatte fuck is wrong with this world man? Jeez... Sometimes I think Earth should just be erased. Along with humanity. You feel me? I mean what good have humans ever done to each other other than ruin themselves? And how long will it take until someone comes and steps up and does something to change this cursed ass planet? Or are we all just doomed? Because all you need to do is to look outside and then you will be disappointed. It is nothing but a shit show out there in the wild." And after he was done talking to me I told him back, "Yeah, fuck this world, it's crazy out there."

And he looked at me like I was insane, like he could tell there was something wrong with me. And I took a bite of my meal and stared at him back deep down into his both eyes, my meal was just a random sandwich. Because I don't really eat food much, if none at all. Unless my body fucking forces me to. And it has been annoying as hell to force yourself to do something, " that you do not, want to do."

And the guy kept going saying to me, "Yeah. I agree. Everytime anything at all happens it is humans that are to blame. And no one and nothing else. It's so pathetic. I mean look at them, words don't cut it and when that happens violence happens, people are such a miserable creatures that it is so laughable. If it wasn't so sad. I am so shamed of being human man. And yet, here I still am, isn't that just crazy? Hahaha..."

And as he was done talking to me again, and done yapping there like some lunatic .. he told me, "People are insane, but there are some good people out there .. you just have to find them."

And as I stare at him .. with my own two empty eyes, I knew he was both telling me the truth and lying to me. And I looked at him for a meno pause of sixteen seconds, and then I answered to him back, "Yeah."

After I am done pretending to talk to him, I finish my meal and then I walk away from him, and I drop my leftovers into the leftover container trash near of me. And right after that I take my leave from the restaurant, while I make zero eye contact with everyone. And I open the front door, and then I disappear.

My whole week has started really unwell. And I have been really fucking sick of seeing news of people getting killed, and crimes being done. And violations of human rights. It makes me really and so fucking sick to my entire goddamn fucking stomach, with the real fucking fact that I exist in here, in this piece of shit world as of now, and it really fills me up with a great despair, as I know that somewhere out there, some shit head is hurting another person, and someone is getting raped, or tortured or worse. While they bend their very lives against their very own will, and it really fucking bothers me. And I can feel my whole fucking hatred building up deep inside of me, and I don't even know why does it even have to be this way. Where do you turn? When all the shit gets so cold.

After I start to think through my dark thoughts once again. I walk back to my apartment, and the streets are quiet, it is an early evening after all, and as I get near of my apartment, I take a left turn to reach the front door of my building, and I open it and walk off from it while I pass through the stairs, and shortly after that I get to my floor, and I walk to my front door and then I open my door with my key, and I walk inside of my apartment, and as I get inside, I close my door right after me, and then I take my both shoes off, and then I take my jacket off, and I put my jacket straight back to where it belongs to. Which is right onto my clothing racket. And then after that I head to my bedroom, and I reach it shortly afterwards and I go lay down on my bed backwards .. and it feels really cozy, and I look at my ceiling above of me, as I say nothing at all...

Until I faintly say, "I am losing my mind."