Odd questions frequently answer themselves. Do they really need to be asked?
Are we just filling in time here?
How much of this gets churned out only to be chopped, abused, tweaked and finessed for hours on end, only to show up one the next day for work and the write’s closed the plant and used the pension money to pay for his horse habit.
That whole horse habit line?
That was procrastinating …
Dancing with A void.
A void dance.
(Read it out loud until you get it)
(Thank you)
[I know, some people don’t get anything, you have to explain it all if you want to be understood]
(Well some of us get it, we’re just not arrogant pricks about it)
Hey, brackets?
(Yes) [Yes]
You two are very similar. You live just a few streets over. You’re close.
(And)[?]
All of this is grotesque self referential procrastination. You are getting nowhere. You are doing nothing but bugging the shit out of each other.
([isn’t that just life? We keep living, putting off the inevitable while telling ourselves stories about wha…
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