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Five Minutes

      I am not quite sure why I am writing anything at all, as I only have 5 minutes to do so and then will have to go back to work. Here I am though, in front of this recently blank window, filling it with random blabber, and wondering whether this is one of the more pointless things I've done today, even though that point is easilly debatable. My job is utterly pointless as well and yet here I am, preparing people's food all day long, cutting it up into smaller, more manageable portions for all to devour and then dispose of days later. I guess I'm helping the world economy to keep on flowing, and I'm satisfying the hungry customers with juicy stakes, and yet that doesn't make it any less pointless. I don't get to eat any of the meat that I cut up, and the money I make is mostly wasted on things without which my life would have been equally complete.

      Ah, look at the time. Five minutes have gone by in an instant, and I haven't even finished writing up the introductory paragraph. I guess that's what a blog is. A mini biography, where each post is a single paragraph, or a single page, or more simply, a single segment of the entire thing.

      Well, it's farewell for now, but I'll be back. Soon.

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