I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Still sleepless in Bocage
One prune yogurt and a glass of water later, and I'm still here wide fucking awake. It's 3:51am. Fuck it, I'm going to watch TV. It's cold like ass outside and I'm already whizzing - I'm reconsidering this going to walk/run thing, besides I like to run with music, my music is on my iPod, the iPod is in the car - guess where the car is.
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