What happens when a man has time to think...
He unfolds the fact that he always seems to disappoint himself. Mistake after mistake, he acquires objects before they have any placement in his life. Jumping the gun when its loaded is not safe; it kills. The constant battle between reality and chimeras. Always, even when he has been there before. It's quite pathetic. Can it be an addiction? Even though he is unaware? It's an enigma nobody can understand...and if you think you do, enlighten me. I would like to stop letting myself down.