when you called shotgun, but woke up in the trunk

I am not a nihilist. I don't plan to become one. but sometimes I can't help but ask myself what the point of it all is. that's not supposed to sound like some musing before I swan dive off a bridge. rather it's the feeling of being ground down by the constant monotony and cyclical nature of working for a living. that's overdramatic, but I know I can't be the only one who feels that way. never…