I have pineapples. I love pineapples. I am happy.
Well, at least I was. Then I finished the can. Now I'm recalling all of my many woes. Cars, money, bikes, family, you name it. Things could be worse, I suppose, but saying that doesn't solve anything. Then again, neither does complaining.
My brain has officially gone into a state of torpor. I no longer think about engineering or physics or math. I only really think when I'm working at the bike shop, and even there most of what I do, I do automatically without much thought. It's a welcome change that won't last all too long.
Anyway, enough talk. Time for sleep.
Well, at least I was. Then I finished the can. Now I'm recalling all of my many woes. Cars, money, bikes, family, you name it. Things could be worse, I suppose, but saying that doesn't solve anything. Then again, neither does complaining.
My brain has officially gone into a state of torpor. I no longer think about engineering or physics or math. I only really think when I'm working at the bike shop, and even there most of what I do, I do automatically without much thought. It's a welcome change that won't last all too long.
Anyway, enough talk. Time for sleep.
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