the cleaning life
life is funny.
as of .4 seconds ago i was cleaning my room and all the sudden i realized my brain got to thinking of these thousand other things i could be doing besides cleaning my room. and i think about working. and about how for eight to nine hours a stinkin day i just sit in a room and think about how i should be cleaning my room. and now i'm doing it. i'm living the dream and i just want to be doing anything else. ANYTHING.
and then i think to myself "man. self! please don't tell me this is some kind of metaphor for your life!"
but don't worry. it's not.
as of .4 seconds ago i was cleaning my room and all the sudden i realized my brain got to thinking of these thousand other things i could be doing besides cleaning my room. and i think about working. and about how for eight to nine hours a stinkin day i just sit in a room and think about how i should be cleaning my room. and now i'm doing it. i'm living the dream and i just want to be doing anything else. ANYTHING.
and then i think to myself "man. self! please don't tell me this is some kind of metaphor for your life!"
but don't worry. it's not.