Finding the City of Gold
I feel lost, aimless bored. the sort of boredom where I pick my pimples, eat chocolate just to try to satisfy some inner nothingness. I have this implosive urge for greatness that doesn't know how to express itself, so it eats chocolate, so it scrolls on the phone looking for its city of gold in the garbage dump. maybe its because this urge is scared, fearful of greatness, so it goes to the place it knows how to easily navigate to coz its been there so many times before. I don't want to feed I self shit, i know i am capable of better. Help me find the city of gold.
