This Won't Make Much Sense
I think life would be great if it were like a coloring book.
By this I mean, when you're a kid coloring books are the shit. The challenge is to color within the lines and use pretty colors. As you get older it gets easier to stay within the lines and you use more colors that make sense. In a way this already is a metaphor for life, but the problem with life is the tendency to scribble all over the page and use colors that would make a blind man cringe. Why can't life follow the same progression that coloring in a coloring book does? It shouldn't be this hard. It shouldn't be so hard to use the right color. Your crayons shouldn't break so damn much.
That all being said, I think a lot of our coloring books would have some pretty damn raunchy pictures to color. Heh.
By this I mean, when you're a kid coloring books are the shit. The challenge is to color within the lines and use pretty colors. As you get older it gets easier to stay within the lines and you use more colors that make sense. In a way this already is a metaphor for life, but the problem with life is the tendency to scribble all over the page and use colors that would make a blind man cringe. Why can't life follow the same progression that coloring in a coloring book does? It shouldn't be this hard. It shouldn't be so hard to use the right color. Your crayons shouldn't break so damn much.
That all being said, I think a lot of our coloring books would have some pretty damn raunchy pictures to color. Heh.