Here's my entry for Wakefield Mahon's MOTIVATION MONDAY!
WORD PROMPT: "I don't want to die"
I don’t want to die in this hell hole.
I don’t want to know that my entire life, all 37 years on this earth, have amounted to this place. My own personal hell on earth. My purgatory.
I had dreams once. I had visions of moving to the top. Visions of biding my time as I slowly made my way up and up the ladder of success.
I’m still in the *bleep* mail room. I’m a 37 year old mail clerk, delivering mail to the masses of rich *bleep* who don’t even know my name. I’ve delivered their mail for 18 years.
I’m that guy.
It’s December 21st so ...
The end of the world.
I toyed with not even showing up today. Calling in sick.
Who cares, right? I mean, it’s the end of the freaking world. No one will even exist after today.
But then I thought, ‘Maybe Sharon will be there.’ So I came in to work.
She called in sick.
That’s the cosmic joke of my life, summed up in a simple day at work. Figures.
It’s only fitting that I’ll die here.
*expletives removed for this post