Corporate America Takes Over
My house is being ripped apart. Literally. There are walls going down that will never be seen again. I can't say I'm going to miss them. I will miss peace and quiet for a while. About a month, my sources say. There goes the idea of having a birthday party at the house. It will still be ripped to shreds.
Maybe I just shouldn't have a birthday this year. Say it was rained out. I've been ticking down the list of people who won't be available anyway, and the list is getting long enough to determine there isn't enough interest to hold any sort of get together. Perhaps it's for the best. I'm not really looking forward to this birthday, so why should anyone else? It is just me, after all. Who cares about a stupid birthday anyway?
My life is pretty much the same every day. I don't have news, don't have drama. Other people have stuff going on, I'm trying to decide when to take a nap. Other people are getting phone calls, I'm leaving more messages. Not getting any. Seriously. My life is the pasteurized version of life, the Diet Coke of life, only a quasi life. You would think corporate America took over my life because it's lost so much of it's vivid color and unexpectedness. It's not quirky or fun or important. It's banal and boring and everyday and pedestrian and did I mention boring?
Maybe I just shouldn't have a birthday this year. Say it was rained out. I've been ticking down the list of people who won't be available anyway, and the list is getting long enough to determine there isn't enough interest to hold any sort of get together. Perhaps it's for the best. I'm not really looking forward to this birthday, so why should anyone else? It is just me, after all. Who cares about a stupid birthday anyway?
My life is pretty much the same every day. I don't have news, don't have drama. Other people have stuff going on, I'm trying to decide when to take a nap. Other people are getting phone calls, I'm leaving more messages. Not getting any. Seriously. My life is the pasteurized version of life, the Diet Coke of life, only a quasi life. You would think corporate America took over my life because it's lost so much of it's vivid color and unexpectedness. It's not quirky or fun or important. It's banal and boring and everyday and pedestrian and did I mention boring?
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