Hi-five to a simple life
There’s something to be said about a simple life. I find it so hard to bring order to my life. Everyday things seem to get more and more out of control. How do I stop this preposterous nonsense from running my silly excuse for existence straight into the ground? Hell if I know. Any solutions out there? Maybe I should just move into a van. I would spend my summers on the beach surfing and winters riding big mountains. That seems like a very well grounded life to me. What more would I really need? Besides my dog of course. When everything finally collapses for me I think this is what I’ll do. I’m not very good at being organized or paying bills, let alone taxes. Maintaining a stable job with a stable income, that seems to be my biggest challenge. But then again I don’t really like working much anyways. I’d rather sit around and doodle, day dream about nothing of importance and play with my Rottweiler. Maybe I’ll run across a pretty girl that wants to take care of me, or wants to live with me in my van. Either way, a good life so I’ve been told. So hi-five to the simple life.