You know that just when you think things are going to make sense that is when that guy in the really ugly suit jumps out and screams..
"What a twist!"
Well that has happened where this blog is concerned. I was considering which dream to look at today since I am at Jim's house and have some time before we go and work out. Yes I said work out. It may be hard to believe that I, the fat man who seemed content to be so would suddenly decide to go out and change. Well at first I came up with some really good sounding reasons and some dumb ones, not that I needed an excuse but it seemed to me that there should be a good reason for the rest of the world. Well most of them were good and true on some level, but they were not the root cause.
The reason for this action is simply that I want to become something that I am not. I am dreaming that if I lose the weight and throw on some muscle that I will become sexy and women will want me. Oh yes I remember this dream, I had it while I was in High School and it was as stupid then as it is now. If I cannot attract a member of the opposite sex now then a different body will do nothing to improve that. And anyone that dose respond differently will only be responding to the body and not who I am.
But none the less I am going to go through with this sham and lose the weight. I will ignore the lessons of the past and the wisdom of ages to foolishly grasp at willow the wisps and ghosts.
Oh well. At least if I get in shape I can expect to live a little longer then carrying the weight. Yeah I can look forward to more empty and lonely years on this rock. Wow I have so many reasons to be depressed I just don't know why I am not. Maybe I have finally reached that blessed place called insanity. Where the facts of reality no longer have a hold on my perceptions. Yes that would pretty much cover where I am, no matter how totally doomed it appears that I am, I am going to keep marching on. Oh I can see a couch in my future, and the analysts to go with it.
Well that is all I can really stand to type right now. I have to get ready to go. I will type whenever I get a chance to steal some time at Jim's or the loft.
Excelsior!!!!
Monday, October 24, 2005
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