For far too long the lazy accountant has worn the weight of guilt for lacking a desire to accomplish more. Plagued by the knowledge that a job well done is rarely rewarded with anything he believes contains substance or value. His peers rarely vocalize a desire for compensation in any other form than fiat currency. Occasionally the lazy accountant ( Read more... )

Sometimes I stay up all night to control time instead of letting time control me. It took a thousand hours to learn I wasn’t the enemy. Maybe my thoughts dictate what I do. And in essence my feet were never on the ground. So I guess my only option was to leave and never go back. All the time though, there was an empty chair in the living room. An ( Read more... )

I find it irritating to care about what is killing me. I know death is the supposed enemy ( Read more... )

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The great passing of time has consumed another close friend. It’s hard to stand by with my hands in my pockets and watch as she gently comes to life with each inhale and leaves with each exhale. The moments, in the grand design of my time on earth are such a small fraction it feels like she’s already gone. Like I’m already gone and there is no ( Read more... )

You know them.

I just need to work harder.
I need to think and act.
I am just pretend.
I exist.
I.

Like the sound of a wave crashing. So real, so violent. So gentle, so normal. The sound of the ocean, the universal language from which everything came.

Don't take it for granted.