A week out of total and complete Zen, and I find myself searching even more. Searching for wisdom. Searching for peace. Searching for knowledge. Searching for total Zen. I woke up this morning and downed a few pieces of sausage for breakfast, washing it down with some ice cold orange juice. Lunch was a cheat, … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – The Final Week
I just don't get it. How's a man get so wrong? Cuttin' on his own face, rapin' and murdering — Hell, I'll kill a man in a fair fight... or if I think he's gonna start a fair fight. Or if he bothers me. Or if there's a woman. Or if I'm gettin' paid. Mostly only when I'm gettin' paid.
I would have spent the whole time there with her she was fun and funny and cuddled with me after but talked myself into feeling guilty and that I was an asshole for both requiring her services and worried about some non-existent girl in my life would think.