Crap Call Life

In order to save myself from drowning in my own feces, I purge myself each day, so the crap I call my life, would not hamper me in any way. Reality is something I got to learn to face. I’m no cowardice! I love challenges! But sometimes getting up and reaching for the door knob is the biggest challenge, I face each day. I may sound like I’m cowardice… But think about it… Pollution, carjacking, kidnapping, gang rape, low-pay, obnoxious co-worker, rude clients, terrorist, racist, child ***********, human-trafficking, corruption, politicians…Dead! I wouldn’t turn the knob today… I’ll call in sick! I’ll relax today… If I do that, I’ll miss… Partying till dawn, getting drunk and hitting on the guy I’m too shy to speak too, baileys, sex in the back seat of a car, orbit white bubble mint, using the internet service at work, using office hours for my personal leisure, spying on the boss and his latest fling… I can go, on and on… Good thing… this life I’m living…! So tell me, if you can! Why I still feel like I’m drowning in my own feces.