written by owen on 2014-Mar-30.

Been hanging out at local fast food restaurant again, lately. Not for the amazingly unpredictable mess that is anything aside from patties. But for the random crowd of people that have no choice in buying food (and my lack of transportation) Or maybe they keep forgetting.  Every so often I have a lapse of judgment and I buy something that is not a patty. Its almost as if I take pleasure in torturing myself. Slowly going through the menu until I have assured my self that my convictions are in fact true.  One day this food will kill somebody and I will be here to put it on youtube.

What goes around comes around but I don't think I have the patience to wait on karma. Its dog eat dog, poor people stealing from poor people - who can run will run. I've spent too long trying to avoid fools but they seem to find me nonetheless. A monkey can't swing on his tree in peace.   I hope it works out but you are on my hate list. In the days of my youth I was told what it means to be a man. Now I reached that age I try to do the best I can.  Good times, bad times.

Enjoy your time in the sun because whether you are high or low you got to tip on the tight rope.  Live fast die young. All we have is time and our walls to keep us safe.  I really need to keep up the pace on my writings. I fear I maybe sucked into my own self delusion and I will forget what it feels like to be foolish and free.

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