I feel like those should be the names of the children I'm never going to have. It's just one thing or another, or a crisis entirely.
I feel like a band is breaking up, the gambler is folding, or like I just watched an Olympic runner trip and fall in front of the finish line, but not cross it. I feel immensely disappointed. This part of my life is turning into a circus; I mean it's been a card house for a while, but the wind just picked up. Epic fail.
What is an epic fail you ask?
Epic Fail -A mistake of such monumental proportions that it requires its own term in order to sucessfully point out the unfathomable shortcomings of an individual or group. Thank you Urban Dictionary.
I feel like as much as I'm involved by association, that I am, and am going to be, watching the upcoming events unfold from a distance. It's like an out of body experience of sorts. There are times that I am in complete disbelief; And I'd like to point out that those times are getting closer and closer together. Is this happening? Do people act like this? Were you not reprimanded as child when you had a tantrum that was completely unfounded? Apparently not; So get out of the fetal position and just do something already. You aren't always going to have a scape goat, so you need to just own up to your personal misfortune.
I wish I could just stick my head in the sand, or better yet, run around with my hands over my ears yelling 'LALALALALALA' at the top of my lungs. Maybe if I drag one of my feet like I have a club foot they'll feel badly for me, and leave me alone. No? Eh, it works for some people.
It's the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine) - R.E.M.
I do feel fine, but I can't deny that I see the mushroom cloud on the horizon. Just sayin'.
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