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I find myself awake at four o'clock in the morning from having too much Mountain Dew to drink. I can feel my sperm count dropping already.
I hate being awake at this time during the day because I'm left alone. I have nothing to do, but think. Thinking and I go way back. We're old friends. Not the best of friends, but friends nonetheless. The problem that we have between us is that when I think what I often think about are things that I don't neccessarily wish to.
I wish I could let my mind wander. To think of emersing myself in pools of chocolate pudding and to have enough kittens to keep my self occupied at all time.
What I do think of is nothing of the sort however. I'm always stuck regulated to just what a total shit I am. Y'know. You ever get the feeling you're going nowhere fast. That's what I think about.
A couple of years ago I went to college for photography. My photography teacher in high school said I was wonderful. Then I go off and go from being a big fish in a small pond to a smaller fish in a great big pond.
Right now I wish I had a pond.
I'm not interested in anything. Well. No. That's a lie. I'm interested in several things. I am not good at a single one them.
The morning paper is here. That actually gives me one thing that I am good at - the New York Times Crossword Puzzle.
Just too bad it won't get me anywhere.
I hate being awake at this time during the day because I'm left alone. I have nothing to do, but think. Thinking and I go way back. We're old friends. Not the best of friends, but friends nonetheless. The problem that we have between us is that when I think what I often think about are things that I don't neccessarily wish to.
I wish I could let my mind wander. To think of emersing myself in pools of chocolate pudding and to have enough kittens to keep my self occupied at all time.
What I do think of is nothing of the sort however. I'm always stuck regulated to just what a total shit I am. Y'know. You ever get the feeling you're going nowhere fast. That's what I think about.
A couple of years ago I went to college for photography. My photography teacher in high school said I was wonderful. Then I go off and go from being a big fish in a small pond to a smaller fish in a great big pond.
Right now I wish I had a pond.
I'm not interested in anything. Well. No. That's a lie. I'm interested in several things. I am not good at a single one them.
The morning paper is here. That actually gives me one thing that I am good at - the New York Times Crossword Puzzle.
Just too bad it won't get me anywhere.