Oh, I don't know, I could think of a few worse jobs than those... I'd get a kick out of being the soundtrack person for a porn flick (we all know i'm good at pretending, eh?), and doing grocery store flyers could be kinda fun (cuz i'd do it better.) Jobs that suck- phys. plant. not just cuz the dirty work which dakk never equalled in squalor, but the competitive greed that went on when a guest left something behind. the fact that the Ladies would come in to work at 6AM and nab all the tips. stuff like that that made it UGLY, as well as disgusting. And door-to-door, where you're selling yourself on someone's doorstep... that's pretty nasty. still... get the point.
Wondering what relevance tomorrow is going to have in my lifespan... will it just be a passing thing, i day i won't remember in my life, like my last date with alex or the first time i went to grabba's, or will it be The Day, the day that marks The Beginning Of The Rest Of My Life? I'm scared, if only because it could be so much and so little and I won't know until it's gone. I have so little control. I mean... it could be like alex L, so much buildup and no result... or it could be like mike, a small, casual beginning turning into something mindblowing.
And permanent.
People say hindsight is 20-20... but i don't think it is. it's certainly better than forwards-sight, but it changes through the years. and i think i'll never understand what tomorrow means.
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