running ready

It is simple! You wake in the morning, you shower and shave; you don't need to pack, think or prepare because you did all that last night before bed, and you stretch it out man. Then, all you need is a soda or 3 and some smokes and you are off and running ready for the days activities. Any deviation from that format leads to the destruction of the day before it starts. If the phone rings, and it is your mother who is crying and in need of a sympathetic ear; what thoughts run through your mind? That's interesting. Wanna hear mine? OK, I visualize myself standing on a tall building and jumping off of it. It is very simple and clean. There is nothing dramatic about it. If the phone rings again and it is someone else who is in the mood to drag me down into the tall and muddy brush that is infested with mosquitos and tics, what would you do? That's is interesting as well. I actually like the idea of throwing myself in front of a Budweiser truck. Why is it that people use the phone to communicate fully the negative. I need that shit like I need a new pair of ski's. One should briefly touch over the negative unless of course it is indeed an emergency requiring immediate assistance or the little purple people will come and cook you breakfast in the middle of the street. So, the answer to the phone issue can be solved. After much deliberation I have decided to throw the fucking thing away. If someone wants to talk to me bad enough they can write a letter. Simplicity means never having to be dragged over rocks and cactus while having gasoline poored on the newly opened wounds.