All of a sudden perched behind the computer screen I stoned and slowly turn numb. I felt like I almost understood. What was important and what was not. What was worth the time and effort and what was just a load of bullshit. And the more I looked at the worksheets spread out in front of me, looking back at me, the more it was starting to make sense. Not all of it, but a little. Just a little, and at that point, that was all I needed. I’m better off without such influences in life. Cos I've been told that I’ve a hundred years to live, maybe less. Life is short and I rather not waste it getting my panties in a bunch over your crap.
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