October 2, 2011

  • I Like Watching The Puddles Gather Rain

    Ah, Sunday night. My longtime nemesis.
    Since the days of yore, I have fought thee.
    You bring depression, introspection, internal mayhem of the highest magnitude.
    As elementary school faded into cubicle life,
    Your power only intensified.

    Sunday evening.
    Harbinger of things to come.
    The Grim Reaper of Nights.

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