This is what I thought about in the shower this morning: How my scholarship bond's going to be over in less than a year, and I was thinking of throwing a really big party, but maybe that's trying too hard and it should just be me and the bottle of wine I've been hoarding since 1997 ... and then I started thinking about being 30 ... and then I was like, hey,
13 Going on 30, which I saw recently ... and then it was like, "You are sixteen going on seventeen" ... and the next thing I knew, the entire song was playing on an eternal repeat loop ... and I was thinking about how certain ages get immortalised because someone writes a catchy tune about it ... and then I got to the line, "Lo and behold you're someone's wife, / and
you belong to him ..." and it hit me that, man, that song is really evil behind its chirpy melody.
I suppose that's one way to wake up in the morning.
2 Comments:
Holy stream of consciousness, Batman!
crap, if this is what marriage is all about, scary son of a wiggins, better rethink my next move.
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