Ghost in the shell

What a joke.

tap tap sound of my keyboard.

clic clic sound of my mouse

woosh sound of the stylus on my graphic tablet.

This is the soundtrack of my life now. I'm happy tho.

I have a job. i even have side jobs.

Work work work = rent, food, bills solved.

................ it's the sound of nothing.

Because when all the taps, clics and wooshes stop, only silence remains.

I'm not complaining, i'm observing.

There're no beats left.

Am i sad ? Not really, i don't have any opinion or feeling about it.

It's ironic, the more I put the social mask on, smiling and talking about random things, the more i clam up about myself.

An armor of indifference is between me and the rest of the world.

Hey how's going ?

I'm good, super busy with work, but all good =)

Whoever you are, that's all you will get.

That's all im able of.

Sorry, the more i look for it, the more i think i lost the key.