Here is the prompt I used for this, I found some scraps I has written earlier in the month http://www.napowrimo.net/2013/04/day-seven/ and cobbled something together.
I used to be not there now I am trying to be present
I used to be biting my tongue now I am garrulous
I used to be unable to see the future now I am thinking of I will write in my forties
I used to be gullible now I am cynical
I am not tired of being so tired I feel like the opening to fight club
I am not tired of living a blade runner future of malfunctions
I am not tired of only being able to relate my life to miserable films
How will I feel when the next cloud bursts?