Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Which Reminds Me

Someone just spent the last 10-12 years picking my brain apart and now they expect to pick up and carry on the work as if nothing ever happened, as if they had not left my brain splattered all over the sidewalk for everyone to step on, as if I could just spin the clock backward and start all over again 30 years ago when I still had lots of time, as if beating my head against a wall would ever accomplish something when I already told you in the first place that it would not. Something just isn't fair about this picture. Someone ought to be paying me instead of the other way around. I am just saying.