I squandered an entire Monday doin' basically nothing.
Which is kind of too bad because, lookin' out the window, it looked like an interesting day outside. There was wind and huge clouds and rays of light beaming down randomly through wave after wave of shadows. I think it's neat when the daylight flickers like a candle. It was a good day to fly a kite.
I would've chanced the rain and walked five miles to the beach if my damn feet weren't killin' me.
I flirted with the idea of lifting weights but opted to take a nap instead. I had an odd dream about my ex-bestfriend who thought he was an angel. I guess we're still friends but he moved to West Virginia and I don't really want to see him again 'cos every time we would hang out, bad shit happened and one or the both of us would end up in jail (usually me). I used to call this the "Demon Night Effect".
Sometimes I think friendship is overrated. Ever get fed up with your friends? I've been bestfriends with the same group of people since I was about ten years old. We've seen each other's ugly side many times over. I think I'm probably the least full of shit, but I'm also the least ambitious. I mean, I like being on disability, fuck goin' back to work, y'know?
But yeah, friendship is complicated. The whole "familiarity breeds contempt-shit" thing.
Except once in a while you get hit with the realization that your friends are kind of a miracle. Like when you hang out with somebody elses friends, your co-workers' friends, or your relatives' friends. And they turn out to be impossibly stupid and annoying douchebags. Then your choices in friends seem like they're not so bad.
Yes, at the end of the day, friends are a good thing, even if they're many miles away. And you're actually glad you didn't kill them when you had the chance.
Which is kind of too bad because, lookin' out the window, it looked like an interesting day outside. There was wind and huge clouds and rays of light beaming down randomly through wave after wave of shadows. I think it's neat when the daylight flickers like a candle. It was a good day to fly a kite.
I would've chanced the rain and walked five miles to the beach if my damn feet weren't killin' me.
I flirted with the idea of lifting weights but opted to take a nap instead. I had an odd dream about my ex-bestfriend who thought he was an angel. I guess we're still friends but he moved to West Virginia and I don't really want to see him again 'cos every time we would hang out, bad shit happened and one or the both of us would end up in jail (usually me). I used to call this the "Demon Night Effect".
Sometimes I think friendship is overrated. Ever get fed up with your friends? I've been bestfriends with the same group of people since I was about ten years old. We've seen each other's ugly side many times over. I think I'm probably the least full of shit, but I'm also the least ambitious. I mean, I like being on disability, fuck goin' back to work, y'know?
But yeah, friendship is complicated. The whole "familiarity breeds contempt-shit" thing.
Except once in a while you get hit with the realization that your friends are kind of a miracle. Like when you hang out with somebody elses friends, your co-workers' friends, or your relatives' friends. And they turn out to be impossibly stupid and annoying douchebags. Then your choices in friends seem like they're not so bad.
Yes, at the end of the day, friends are a good thing, even if they're many miles away. And you're actually glad you didn't kill them when you had the chance.