Strange thing, this way comes

Have you ever felt that all we do in life in just basically delaying the inevitable? We work untill we break our backs just to find out that the next fifteen years after we stopped working we'll be miserably sick and getting used to the idea that we're leaving this big rock on a holy jet plane, baby.

So what's the point?

There isn't any. There shouldn't be any and this whole idea of throwing our lives away for a few bucks to live for the next month is just plain ridiculous. I have recently been shocked by the news about something which I knew was going inevitably going to happen. The strange thing was, for the first time in my life I didn't feel any remorse or nervousness which should have accompanied the receiving of such news. This acceptance of the inevitable however has left me feeling angrier than I had expected. I was angry with myself because I knew I could have prevented it and yet when there was nothing more to prevent, I didn't really care. I've got to find out why. I'm losing control of myself.