I am tired. I have not actually done anything to get tired, but I am tired. I have absolutely no idea why. Maybe I should do some soul searching and find out why I am tired. I know I will find it out because if there is something that I can do better than anything in the whole world, its soul searching.
I am a soul searcher. A good one. Now my little problem.
I have a big thing tomorrow. The kind that will change my future forever and I have studied actually nothing.
No, I am not clear here. The outcome of this “thing” will definitely change my life and future and I have really absolutely done nothing. I have the closed book in front of me right now that I just picked up off the shelf and dusted down. Tadada!!!!! I am superman. I have been busy doing shit little things. Fuck fuck fuck oh fuck fuck. I don’t really know what do after this.
Ok idiots who are reading this, I am going to go poetic now….
The wheels of life are turning and I am invited for the ride.
I stand sad, with a bowed head and slouch in my shoulders.
We all need a home and I don’t have one.
A tragic little point in life where the warmth of my paretnts
doesn’t seem a home and the effort make one for myelf seems beyond me.
Call me lazy will you please?
No, I mean it. Please call me lazy. Maybe then I will finally get it and maybe I will do something about it. Hahahahahahaha. No idiots I wont. Who the fuck do you think you are to change my life?
Ok. I may have insulted you. Lets start off again. How are you this night? Who do you sleep with? Is there someone who warms your bed for you? Someone you crawl into while they spread their hands or legs and welcome you in? Or do you just hug your pillow and pretend that you have found the love of your life and go away to the land of all things?
Hmmm. I don’t really know you and even if I do, you may not want to answer. So what I am going to do is give you some advice. No matter how your life is, where you do have someone who lies in bed to take you in at night or you are just too pathetic and are just pretending to have someone, just make sure your very special bed someone or imaginary bed someone is naked. And also you are naked or imaginary naked respectively. Otherwise it just isn’t fun.
I am not the idiot. I dint jump to this. I am really trying to solve the problem of before. I don’t know if science has proven it, but trust me on this theorem… “When there to naked bodies joined together, both the minds occupying these naked bodies lose sight of all other things.”
Including all those worries that we try so hard to gather up. So for that little joy that I and you, my idiotic friend really need, all we have to do is get naked and go to sleep. Problem solved. Now call me a genius. Good night.
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