I think I may have a serious problem.
I don't do nothing I just do absolutely everything other than what I'm supposed to be doing.
Lately I have been re-reading nearly all the books I own, taking lots of very long baths, drafting plans for a radio show I'd like to present but probably won't get around to, collecting ideas for a film I'd like to write and produce but probably will never have the time or money to, re-evaluating my wardrobe just to raffirm that I cannot afford much at all, writing genius poetry that I can never show anyone and taking tea with myself a little too often.
I know it's all about choice
So why can't I just make it?
And then act on it?
"Should I kill myself or have a cup of coffee?"
- Albert Camus
This is kinda nice:
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