Sunday, October 15, 2006
They say that change is necessary to my independent part of vanity. I say they're full of it. Because I don't remember the last time I didn't wake up feeling like some mediocre writer's cliche character, in a novel that'll only sell 30 copies. So I spend the first 15 minutes of the day brushing my teeth to get the taste of inevitability out of my mouth, and the mirror is telling me that I have every right to be little bit hateful. Because if change is really as important as everyone in the class room says it is, then does it matter that today I am a cliche, and tomorrow I'm in college? So I put on the same jeans I've been wearing for the past week, because regardless of the apparent law that everything must change, my jeans still fit me the same way they did last Monday.
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