The Sanctum

Welcome, traveller. This be the realm of Jay Niner, where everything be possible, and nothing ever happens. If, perchance, thou wisheth to tarry, then find thou a page from the Grimoire and read. For we are here in eternity, and we are in medias res.


There are some days when you wake up one morning only to find that you have no assignments to submit, that your attendance won't falter if you take a day off, that your purse has plenty of money and your vehicle petrol, your laptop has conked off and your family's taken over the home, where nature contrives to get you not only out of the house, but also to bunk college and enjoy yourself.
This is not one of those days. There are times when people go shoot themselves.
This is not one of those times. And more often than not the most common situation is that you go to college and still have a good day to show for it. Nothing goes wrong.
That's not the case either.

Today is as such a perfectly, stupidly useless days. One of those when you can actually sense that limbo was never around the corner, peeking out- you know with that sinking feeling of listlessness, that it's already here. Ah, college. The bane of our times, the destroyer of our DNA as independant thinking beings.
Maybe I'm going too far here. Or maybe not far enough.


  1. You are going too far. Honestly, I don't think your days would be half as "stupidly useless" as they are if you just...

    Ah, never mind.
    I guess, the world needs people like you.

  2. Some things don't ever change, but when they do, you need people like me around to complain about it. See?