Piece of sky

I was walking down the street on the way to get groceries for my mom just now. It kind of sucks cuz it’s such a long way to and back. It’s like an hour I think? Doesnt matter. On the way to there I pass by this Radio Shack and they have all of their TVs pointed out of they’re window. Usually it's some fucking shitty ass game show that only senile old turds enjoy because their nuts dried up ages ago. Today really wasn't that different except for one TV that stopped me right then and there because I thought it looked really really out of place. It was this really crusty looking tube TV with this still image of a sunset on it. I sound really stupid but I stopped where I was because out of the corner of my eye it looked like a piece of the sky had fallen out and they were displaying it. Not proudly either. It looked tucked away under the fancy schmancy dickhead flat TVS that are too expensive. It feels like it wants to be seen but too much exposure to the sun will end up damaging it. Honestly I felt really bad for it. It feels stupid to be feeling sympathy for a TV. Its just an object. But am I better than that?

I’m realizing something. I haven’t talked to my dad in a while. I’m losing my sense for what it means to be a man. I have my head up my own asshole right now and in six months time I’m gonna realize that I was licking my own shit out of my colon. This is just what happens when I don’t have him reminding me what the consequences are. I can’t just haul my ass to the precint and ask them to show me my dad. I don’t want to see that cop again. I gotta manage my own bullshit and I’m finding myself licking shit and muck spreading. That’s when a hippo takes a shit and you know what I’ve grossed myself out so I won’t finish that. Even demons have their limits for the amount of cruelty they can cause. I’m fucking normal. Goddammit I rattled on again. You know what? Why do I give a shit? Nobody cares about this blog. The only way I’m getting traffic is because I’m trying to advertise it to Tyler. I don’t remember if I advertised it to Johnny but Johnny doesn’t care. Tyler probably doesn’t either. So why do I give a shit if I’m rambling? This is literally my bread and butter.

Whatever. I’ll go back on this when I get traffic.