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.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Waiting in vain
One and a half hours and nothing. I have been trying to sleep - I want sleep, but sleep eh want me. What the fuck! I've been slipping in and out for the last hour and a half, the slightest sound disturbs me - my thoughts too fluid to allow me to slip away into the land of sleep. One thought was to make a doctor's appointment, but guess what, this would not me the first time I would have gone to a doctor because I'm not sleeping, I could hear the doc now - what's bothering you, what do you have on you mind. Oh fuck it, no need to spend anywhere from $60 - $150 to hear that shit - I'm just going to find some fucking pills to pop and call it judge. I'm out.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
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