Vague Insanty 038

It's not like there's a whole heck of a lot going on. When I try to make the world out of Lego blocks, I see that I don't have enough pieces and they fit together all funny. So, instead of a perfect globe depicting the land features and oceans of earth, I have something that looks more like a lumpy... robot... if you squint.

So I walk around with my lumpy Lego robot and try to impress the ladies, but they all think I'm homeless and assume that I am trying to bum change from them. They don't see my inner Dutch artist-fu, which I don't actually possess, but I'd kind of like them to see it, even if it isn't there.

Through the alleys I walk, and parts of my lumpy Lego robot fall off. Now he looks kinda like some kind of blocky melted bird or something. I try to sing a song underneath my breath but no one really cares.

The Lego blocks are just hanging together because they'd been snapped into place and not because they really like each other, or like being placed in this deranged configuration.

I guess I'm just trying to master reality, one piece of colorful plastic at a time.