Yeah, I’m back.
Once again, I’m here to tell you my life is a struggle. Nothing new. Same old story. Yes.
I know you think I ought to stop talking about how my life is a struggle and start changing it instead.
And I agree. If only it wasn’t true that I have been trying to change it for decades. No luck.
Have I then lost the right to write about the struggle my life is? No.
I do as I damn well please, and then I’ll sell it to the Japanese – so I can lead a good life.
Not that it is all bad to be me at all, but sometimes it sucks too much.
This past week has been very rough but I have survived. Not without a lot of pain and suffering but nonetheless here I am. Back to torment you with pointless posts like this one right here. Go and be a waiter in there!
So this week I plan to make some progress and get some fresh air into this dungeon of mine. About bloody time. Of course it could be just another false promise of mine but you’ll never know unless you stay tuned to this here blog. In fact, you might know more if you don’t stay tuned to this here blog but don’t mention it.
Plans? I’ve got lots of plans. Plans are cheap. They sell for a lot less than they cost to produce. Should be impossible but there is no end to the waste of plans around here.
Where am I going with this? Bet you’d like to know but I’m not yelling you. I’m not yelling at all. Not telling. I whisper your name in the quiet of the midnight hour. Or not. Hard to tell when I can’t hear what it is.