Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to blog

If you haven't seen The Warriors you should: Violence, cheesey music, themed gangs all dressed alike, etc.

Today's assignment -Write about something on the verge of collapse: building, bridge, marriage, contest, institution, alliance, certainty

(obviously to be creative I should shoose something original and not a suggestion)

Do you know what an ulcer feels like? An ulcer feels like having a knife stuck in your gut from the inside. Every time the phone rings, everytime I look at my computer, it feels like someone is twisting the knife around and I think I'm going to puke. I can't go on much longer like this. Sixty hours a week is too much.

I don't understand, I was on the fast-track to success. I have a great job, a fast car, a big house, a hot wife, and an even hotter girlfriend. I am envied by every man I know and yet this morning I sat in the garage with the car running for ten minutes before opening the door. I don't know what made me decide that coming to work was better than death, but I was wrong. This is much worse. There are six more hours before I can go home, but even in my home there is no sanctuary from myself.

The highlight of my day is my commute. Some days I pray for a traffic jam so that I can spend just a little more time away from home and work. Today, though, is the end of all of this. I am already beginning to feel a bit woozy, and it shouldn't be much longer now. Too bad I couldn't have just had a heart attack and died happy ten years ago.

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