I feel as if what's left of my human self is slowly dying, that I'll just end up a desolate, hollow of a body, robotic in process and lacking in emotion. The thrill of being alive is dwindling. The joys of life I once saw are now gone, to the point where I question the time I wasted on such things. Everything is about productivity and progress but inevitably, nothing matters and everything I do will be for nothing.
On a lighter note, I was swallowing some water and I made the Yoshi noise.