Sometimes, I want to just hide in the bathroom. It's quiet, it's private, it's safe, it's dirty, it's controlled chaos. There are no bills, no women, no papers to write, no enemies to run from. There is peace in the simplest of places. I can hear myself think, I can scream or I can pray. Reality does not affect me. I am the zen master. Do not disturb me... I am escaping. People laugh, but this means very little to me, that is why I stay. No one would ever guess. There is no materialism, there is no capitalism, there is no communism, there are no "ism"s. There is security.
Maybe I'll come out in a day or two...
Scott
1 comment:
Hiding in a bathroom is not the way to fix your problems ;-P
No, I am not that gullible,
I know you didn't mean literally.
Hahaha.
So what happened that caused you to write this?
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