Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for – in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.
Well, hell. Now I’m depressed.
Damn! How dare you intrude upon my satisfying -albeit, somewhat lacking- existence with a dose of reality. I feel like ‘Neo’ after meeting up with ‘Morpheus’.
Shoot! I’ve let the hamster wheel slow down too much! Must get back on…. ahhh, that’s better.
See? That’s how I felt upon reading this quote yesterday. Bluh.
Now: which pill to take?
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