What’s good? I been drinking too much again. I have not been writing too much, but what I have been writing I’ve been writing with pencils. I went to the pencil store and got some pencils. It’s summer and I’ve had a lot of visitors. I woke up this morning with that vague feeling that I’d embarrassed myself again. Achievement, success, is the goal of life! I always took issue with that statement but I’m starting to give in. Nothing else thrills as much.
I’m just going to have to go back to being vague again, and I thank you for reading, because even I don’t know what it means.
“I woke up this morning with that vague feeling that I’d embarrassed myself again.” Can I steal this? Fab first line for a short story… Go write.
Take it, unless I stole it from Dostoevsky