Prelude to the First Blog

I feel like I was working hard all my life to achieve some wondrous accomplishment that I couldn't even articulate or understand. Now I'm past the pre-defined waiting period, and I'm not anywhere. Now I'm doing nothing. I don't want to work hard anymore, on anything. I'm waiting for my life to begin, but doing nothing to get it started. All my life has simply been a prelude to this nothingness. It's all a perpetual prelude.