The stupid elf in me!

“So whatchya gonna do anyway? :)”

Deliberated carefully for 32 minutes and 43 seconds, whether I should smoke or not?
Standing in front of that lull grey “not-so-tall” refrigerator, with eyes focused behind that supid bonzai plant. Thats the place where my “sticks of momentary salvation” resided with total obliviousness about their obejctive of existence.
But then, before I call them “oblivious and ignorant” and be a hypocrite; I must answer it to myself and you, whether I am aware of my sole purpose of this mundane and puny [atleast, thats what it looks like] life??

And then, like always, this voice pops up in head once again, with one of it’s rhetoric curt statements… “So whatchya gonna do anyway?”…

So.. I was like… yeah! Fuck it.. Just smoke, get high and sleep. Lets get done with it. To top it up, a vauge memory of book called “Screw It, Lets do it” clouded in my thought-chain!

It’s so, amusing, that I often find “Motivation” for all the wrong things in life…
Anyway, before I could kiss that “butt” of slim and provocative dose of cancer-wrapped stimulant; one of my friend called. So next 13 minutes and 24 seconds were spend in “why-are-you-so-low” conversation, which ended like always, at “Nowhere”.

Anyway.. I think the conversation served it’s purpose, cause I didn’t smoke; and yet it left a lingering question in my mind…
“Are you serving your purpose in life?”

Before I answer that… the elf in me says…
So whatchya gonna do anyway?

5 minutes later I found myself replying… “I am gonna Fuck you and get on with my life!”
And thats exactly what I am trying to do, today morning!

Good morning world!