Day 11.743

Harry:
Why don’t you tell me the story of your life?

Sally:
The story of my life? (…) Nothing’s happenened to me yet. (…)

Harry:
Suppose nothing happens to you. Suppose you live there your whole life and nothing happens and you never meet anyone and you never become anything and finally you die one of those New York deaths where nobody notices for two weeks until the smell drifts out into the hallway.

(Extract of 'When Harry met Sally' - one of the greatest scripts of all time')

So..I'm asking myself...What's the story of my life?
That it is against me?

I haven’t been able to sleep or eat properly for three weeks now and been suffering of quiet a speedy heart rate. Even the machines in the gym keep telling me: Danger!!! Inflated Heart Rate!!! (If you continue, you die!) Die if I what?! – Continue to breath??? Stupid machine! This is my INACTIVE state.
I know I should quit coffee. I really should!

The new year is 4 days old and I’ve already broken with new year resolutions.
Instead of quitting to smoke - I started. Instead of talking to friends – I’m ignoring everybody. And in general…instead of being a good person, doing my family proud, I’m probably about to become a bad one, disappointing everyone (causing a funeral of surprises...)

So ..why do we have purposes, intentions?!??? Just to break them?