My head has several holes in it. Most of them I never use and one of them I use a lot, but its because I like to communicate.
Today I was at a place eating and there were all these kids everywhere, some families even had more than one. I guess the others are spares in case the first doesn't work out. That seems pretty greedy to me. Aren't there already enough people? The only justification I can agree with for the usage of kids is as a genetically compatible organ ranch for your future needs, but the same thing can be accomplished with cloning.
Ideally you wouldn't even need organs because you would practice good eating habits and exercise, but that wouldn't prevent some diseases like most organ cancers.
So what's with all the kids? For goodness sakes, they're everywhere. I saw this one baby kid who tossed his juice bottle on the floor, then his older brother picked it up and gave it back to the baby, then the baby laughed, then he tossed it on the floor again. I've actually seen another baby play this game with his mom at McDolonalds. It looked like the kid was having a good time. I assume that kid is going to grow up to be an asshole who plays this game with everybody.
Hey buddy, want your jacket back? Whoop, too late, into the dumpster.
I actually don't mind kids in brief exposures. They're pretty funny sometimes, and the head size to body size ratio does make kids hilarious looking. However I don't share the view a lot of adults have that kids somehow see the world with a clarity that adults don't. Most adults aren't afraid of monsters. Well maybe that's not true. Ironically I'm afraid of kids.
Anyway, I have been living more responsibly lately and it is so fucking boring. I don't understand how those poor saps in their minivans clogged with screaming brats can stand it. The typical life is so insanely dull. What's wacky is that my life is getting more typical by the day. And with every passing minute it seems a little less likely I'm going to do something outstanding with it. I should be overseeing some vast empire. Where is my empire? Underneath 60 feet of solid apathy.
Apathy gets you nowhere, but it does pay the bills. With my mind turned off and my body on autopilot I stumble through the motions every day, eat, go to work, come home, sleep. The only brief moments where I don't feel like a robot are when I'm doing something creative, like writing this bullshit. But my energy is drained and my time is limited.
I need some sense of purpose. That seems to be the only thing to battle apathy. The best purpose I can come up with is to make relationships with people who you enjoy being around and band together to fight the forces of Skeletor. By the power of Greyskull that will have to do for now.
Bah.