I think everyone hits a point where they stop and think, how did I end up here. At this exact point. Well think you hit this point more then once in life. If you haven’t then lucky you I guess.
I hit that point today. I had to research what is required to import condoms into the Philippines for work. That’s when it hit me. When did my life reach this point? Is my life a joke? Okay fine, I shouldn’t be so dramatic. If you know what I did for work, it’s not a long stretch to rationalise why I was looking into that. But still, my job’s a joke, I’m broke and my love life’s DOA. Wait, I’ve already posted that. I shall go off and hang out with my cuddle buddy, my pillow, before I start writing stuff I have previously posted or quote anymore popular sitcom theme songs.
I shall leave you with one of my favourite quotes by Robert Frost since we’re speaking of jokes (and Paul’s comment reminded me of it):
“Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee
And I’ll forgive Thy great big one on me.”