Another week comes to a close. I looked out the train window this morning, thinking about all of the different things I could do with my hour commute. I could try to rob a bank, I could fly home, I could come up with a company. I could turn around, and never enter another cubicle again. All of those things just blurred past me. I pulled out my USA Today and began to read about another mindless movie that is about to open.
So I had this thing up all day, and have accomplished very little. Maybe the secret to growing up is that you do not think about the hours you waste, the other opportunities, the other adventures that are not had. I am getting a tan under these florescent bulbs, and on this Friday trying to enjoy just that.
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