On Redundancy....

As I write and as you read, its but one small momentary break in our lives that are running in an endless loop of existential indifference.
One day is a circle. One circle is a trap of continuous reaffirmation of narrow existence. In a world that is only dismantling itself with every passing hour, we have taught ourselves to comfortably ignore each of those things and people who ask too many questions and break through our inertia.
This is not to challenge redundancy....I am too nicely ensconced in it to do that. But perhaps catching this moment of a break...this instance of partial awareness of the bleak side of our world...this will help ease a bit of the existential angst against my own apathy and indifference?
There are a million things which prick and another million things which mock our perceptions of life and living...
I can already sense a reluctant full stop coming.....the break didn't last all that long now did it?