I said this at work the other day. WORK! It was kind of funny. Some were appalled, others were laughing hysterically. I find it actually disturbing that this rolls out of my mouth so effortlessly. It shows that I truly want to be free of something.
I really need to reevaluate what I say and where. But it does beg a bit of discovery here.
Why is this a focus of mine now? Why do I want to feel comfortable while in pain? And there it is. I am back in prison. Making myself comfortable in my man made cell. Everyone wants to at least get a little tickle while being spanked.
Ah, love. And lust really. We all think about the mysterious, attractive, exciting person in apartment 1B.
And to act on that excitement tears those handcuffs off.
So let’s explore. If you act on the tantalizing person in 1B, you might find that key to the fuzzy handcuffs. It can exciting, scary and dangerous. Exciting and dangerous cause it’s new, and you don’t know how this might turn out. Scary cause you fear you might loose your stability.
It doesn’t matter the job or the people. That’s the same everywhere you go. Someone new to tell you they’re better at things. But last time I felt like this, I drank. A lot. More than a normal person should. Ever.
That’s what I’m afraid of. The fact that I might even slightly miss the numb, delightful coma. How do I fight this?
Well, you ask that person out in 1B. You dust off that nice shirt, and knock on their door. See if they’d like to go to that new place called Consolidated Companies.
You risk it to get the biscuit by being the Louis.
Cause that’s all life is sister. A series of moments.
Fix yourself up. Find some man, find some woman, that you can connect with, even for a moment, ’cause that’s really all that life is, Sister. It’s a series of moments.
Why don’t you seize yours?
– Loki