Keep an up to date resume.
Pretend I'm still in game shape.
Write exams.
Kiss anyone's ass.
Drive a Pontiac.
Worry about performance reviews.
Help people move.
Find a date.
Drive kids places.
Worry about my weight.
Buy brassieres for my mother.
Pretend I'm going to finish this fucking dickwad novel.
Plan for my retirement.
Fake my way through anything, ever again.
Pretend I'm going to live forever.
Give a shit. About most things, all the time.
Yeah. There's a weight off.
the wind
4 years ago
4 comments:
I hope you're right on the ass-kissing thing, but that can happen at any age.
You're right, GB.
It wasn't so much ass-kissing per se... but finding myself constantly in the role of family peace maker.
Now that everyone's dead, I can speak my mind. Trouble is, no one's listening.
Now that everyone's dead, I can speak my mind. Trouble is, no one's listening.
love it
Hey, Uno. Happy Thanksgiving.
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