My Nice Evening

After Uni while walking home I felt utterly sad. Maybe that was because my friend did not attend seminars today for the unknown reasons and I had to be with an unwanted person.
Anyhow, I decided to have a nice evening. The first thing I discovered at home was that I had to pay for the internet and so I went out again. I built a small tardis at the playground. Really small. I think of building a big one some time, but now the snow is not right for that.
I watched a movie when I came home and it was a disappointment for me. I knew it was not that good, but it was even worse than I could have imagined. And I ate a lot of sweet stuff, so my stomach hates me now. And I ate at the Uni, too. Well, it does not really matter.
My life slipped back to that slow pace again. I can't be happy and amazed at things because nothing really happens (at least not that I would expect) and I am not doing anything to make something happen. Dull is a defining word for me.
While I was walking home, feeling down, I thought that I might be afraid of people. They scare me. I cannot imagine what they think and what their intentions are. It is frightening.
For immortals, I guess that would not be the problem. Oh, they can't die so nothing really matters for them. And the only thing that can make them wonder or excite them is people. For me, a mortal tiny person, it is not so.
Maybe others were right - purpose of life is not worth thinking about that hard. The answer is not 42, after all. Not 42.