....... a life made by a series of exclamation points instead of questions................................................... ............................................................ ............i should have seen this coming.. its a bit of an irony... u normally do nothing to get outta work.... for me i work to avoid doing nothing. like a fireman fights fire, like a sanitation worker wrestles with snow, like a policeman shoots the fuck outta robbers, I fight boredom. i used to think it was my hesitation weighing me down, with the awkward pauses and failure to react in time to any situation. but it isnt. a man thats bored will produce nothing, and the cure for boredom isnt sex, food, video games, or other such worldly gems. its the one thing u cant imagine it being. the one thing u hate. the one thing u really wish someone else can do for u, and its the letter in your alphabet soup that u can never seem to grasp with your spoon untill the entire soup is gone. if u can figure out what keeps me from being overrun by boredom , u belong in my life............