to the uncertainty

Here is the routine that I don't mean to stick with but rather follow regularly:

* Open a text editing window.
* Reflect upon 'my life'.
* Stare at the clouds outside the little square patch of sky by my office desk.
* Do I really have a life?
* Stare at the clouds outside the little square patch of sky by my office desk.
* The typing prompt blinks helplessly.
* Close the text editing window.

For once, for at least a dim possibility, I hope one day, I will put days like this to and end.

So here I am. Again.