Last night as I was laying in bed contemplating the meaning of life I decided that my body is broken and my spirit is crushed. I cannot even roll over in bed any more without a body part screaming in pain. I look like a turtle trying to flop off it's back. My spirit has been crushed by family and friends, some of whom I consider in my inner circle.
I do not know how to go about repairing my body or my spirit. I do not know if they are repairable. There are nights I lay there hoping that the Grim Reaper will come to summon me in the middle of the night. I do see the Grim Reaper as being a smoking hot brunette dressed in leather, kind of dominatrix style, with a great body. If you are going to dream, you might as well dream big- preferably 36 DDD big.
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