seems like the friends who didn’t: get married, have kids and settle for $35K/yr, are finding themselves.
we are the main character in our own movie.
the ironic thing is that the main character never understands why. they don’t see it coming. they don’t see just how screwed up they are.
and yet, the audience can see it from a mile away. they can see it coming. they know just where to place the blame. and no matter how loud the audience yells at the screen; the character will never hear them.
its a revelation that cannot be told to the character. though we try to tell other’s their faults, guide them or rescue them, it will never be understood, received well or gratified.
why?
because we are the main character in our own movie. and it’s my movie.
its been two weeks. two weeks without coffee. two freakin weeks. the coffee pot already has mold inside of it. wtf.
i’m not mad about the mold.
well, maybe.
just made me think of the amount of weeks i would go without cleaning my coffee mug.
it’s a starbucks mug. $20 coffee mug. bought it cause it looked cool.
not dishwasher safe. wtf.
i washed it in the dishwasher for the first time last week.
wonder if it will still keep coffee warm for two days straight without being opened.
still looks freakin cool.
