Aug 15
Lazy
I just want to turn off my mind. Let my body rest. Nothing to do but eat and sleep. No worries, who cares if my clothes split at the seams? I’m not getting out of bed, I might as well eat another pizza. Take another hit of the pen. Drink another beer. Feel myself get heavier and heavier, becoming potato-shaped while feeling my couch creak under me. Why walk to the bar when that gets me so out of breath? Why go to dinner when I can order enough to feed a family and finish it all in the comfort of my room? Let me become out of shape and out of breath and eat until all I can do is waddle to the fridge for more
