I am carefully budgeting all sorts of creative new ways to waste my money.
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I wonder if there will be a couch to sit on when I get to hell or if I will have to stand the whole time.
There must be a place, out there, somewhere, where people like me are worshipped like Gods.
But who wants to be worshipped by a bunch of imbeciles.
I only use 2% of my brain. The rest of it has wandered off on a fantasy bender.
I’ve been trying to follow the crinkled, scribbled-upon roadmap of my life, but now have spent way too much time at the truck stop of life eating junk food and drinking bad coffee. It’s time to get back on the road.
I guess what I really now, is a destination.