Vague Insanty 017

It's not like we were going to achieve something all that great anyway. When I was young, and intelligent, and had ideals. I sorta wanted to change the world and revolutionize society, but now I'm happy with a warm mug of coffee and a slightly stale cookie.

Maybe it's entropy, the destiny of all things in the universe to ultimately suck. I guess if I still had ideals and visions, I'd be pretty crazy by now. It's best just to cruise by and avoid major accidents whenever possible.

It's not that I necessarily have given up. I just think back to my pre-coffee swilling, pre-insanity, lifestyle and wonder vaguely if my toaster is broken. Maybe I should just go for a walk and freeze my ass off.

I've never been terribly interested in cock fights, or bull fighting, or Norwegian cinema. And I probably never will be.

There are just things that you can't take back, and some things that just won't explode.