Sometimes…
Sometimes…when I first wake up, I’m unsure if it’s AM or PM.
Sometimes…in the time it takes for me to click my bulk mail away, more bulk mail appears.
Sometimes…when I say sometimes, I actually mean most times.
Sometimes…I think that somewhere in the corporate world, a team of businessmen are thinking of ways to charge us for air.
Sometimes…when eating a cheeseburger, I never taste the cheese.
Sometimes…I contemplate never shaving again, just to see how long my beard could grow.
Sometimes…when I hear the drunk neighbor yelling at his kids, I play the song “What’s the Matter Here” as loud possible.
Sometimes…I’ll go into the health food store and pretend that I’m one of them.
Sometimes…I wonder why there are no statues of Buddha when he was thin.
Sometimes…I’ll talk to myself with a foreign accent just for kicks.
Sometimes…I’ll visit the kiddie book section at the library and rediscover my childhood favorites.
Sometimes…I write myself a note to remind myself that I wrote myself a note.