year twenty six

from what i remember, people didnt like me when i was 26. it was the time i got tired of everyone. it was the time i remembered why i decided to shut up a decade earlier (it was because no one listened). it was the time i truly stopped caring (it was because everyone was simply a disappointment. including me). it was the time when...everything actually began. i tried to avoid becoming that person. but well, it is as if it was preprogrammed to happen. since then i never stopped for no one and for anything. because i realized, theres really no one to stop for and nothing really matters. everyone and everything...essentially dispensable. year 26 was the time when i adopted the philosophy of the seventh hat.