Monday, February 04, 2008
Morning Ritual
the alarm rings.thot runs thru the head.
snooze. ring. snooze. ring. snooze.
gets sick of the thot.
gets fed up of hearing the same alarm song.
gets up.
hops on whichever mode of transport available.
doesnt want to get off.
gets to work.
gets bored.
looks forward to lunch and knocking off.
wonders why the week is so long (if its mon-thur).
and this is my song that never ends.
'when you leave me to assume, i just end up assuming the worst.'
thinking out loud at 9:08 AM
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