Novel Idea 2.0

You’re probably wondering where 1.0 is, Don’t worry, you may see it soon enough. Enjoy, Signed T.J. Savage.

I’m tired of living life this way. Always living from paycheck to paycheck, never knowing if I’m truly living life right. I know there’s so much more to life, and so much more I could do in life if I only put even just a little more effort in. I’ve never truly known my full potential. I guess this is because I’ve never pushed myself hard enough to find it. I’m lying in bed just staring at this egg white ceiling just contemplating life and it’s true meaning. I guess I’ll never know. I turn to check the time, 4:30 AM. Shit, no rest for the wicked. I crawl out of bed, bones creaking and muscles aching.
Fuck I’m getting old in my young age. I reach for the lamp and turn on the light, shielding my eyes from the inevitable light. Damn, still bright. Allowing my eyes to adjust, I begin to dig through my clothes strewn all over the floor, looking for something to wear for the day.
Jeans and a black tee it is. What, it’s not like I’m here to impress anyone. I stumble down the hall and hang a left to the bathroom -restroom, latrine, whatever- to do my business and tidy up. Looking in the mirror, I can see the age in my stormy eyes, yet I’m in the body of a scrawny 20 something year old. I’m rocking long black hair, still matted from sleep.
“Looking good,” I mutter to my reflection, voice thick with sarcasm. I do my best to fix the mess I call hair and brush my teeth. I check my watch, 4:45 AM. I’ve got a while yet. I leave the bathroom and take a right, passing my room on the way to the living room.