Wednesday, July 16, 2008


Belly warm, eyes heavy
Minutes tick off at a slow beat
It had been a long week
A long life
I just want to curl up into a ball
And sleep away my life
Things would be much simpler
No decisions
No work
No effort
Life would be peaceful


  1. Yes, similiar to the effect of, "mom, why didn't you abort me?"
    Yes, in the end maybe existence is over-rated, now that I am on a nihilistic, misanthropic diatribe, conversely, cliche to say, but I learned with Meningitis not to take life for granted, it is perilous, and when you look over the edge at the other side you come back different. Peace Bro!