My nest
I'm on my third day of MC, and I just woke up. It feels like I've had a good rest, but at the same time it feels like I've wasted time sleeping. Half the day's already gone, and I still have so much material to cover.Plus, I'm supposed to go to the gym.
However, it did strike me that I spent the whole of yesterday in my room apart from the occasions of relieving myself, and looking for food. It's comfy and nice in here. I can smoke, wank, study, watch the telly, EAT IN FRONT OF THE COMPUTER, and I'm comfortable. This is my domain.
Hmmm, I think I shall go rent the room from my parents. Once I do that, I'll feel like I've accomplished something, like I have a certain sense of freedom. However, I do know that I'd just be wasting my money, because they're still gonna knock on my door to see if I'm alive, they're still gonna nag, they're still gonna ask me not to put my tattoos, and I'm still gonna eat their food.
Alas, my not-so-perfect nest after all, but a perfect domain for as long as it lasts.
Till next time, goodbye world.
posted by Da Buffalo! @ 1:16 PM
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