Upon the rise of the sun one should find himself waking up to the same world he evaded in daze of sleep. One should also find himself immensely thankful and filled with "energy". But sadly we all wake with a sigh and a sluggish and dreaded ,trail of tears like shuffle towards the bathroom , in which we may or may not choose to pay reverance to the porcelain god. After all of that you may or may not eat depending on how sick you are of your routine and possibly your life. Then you will proceed to the wardrobe which sadly will consist of the dull weekly colors , maybe for a little excitement you'll through in a tie with some "bright" colors. Then finally you will proceed to your job or if you don't have one which is more then likely nowadays you'll go to a pub , because god knows achohol cures all things( If the blatant and brutal sarcasm has not yet been established then let me continue). This sadly is the daily regiment for most human beings. For some strange reason this trend is acceptable and even misintepreted as a sign of social wellness and security or as most say doing what is "natural" ( yes your boss will tell you this or already has , little do you know his trophy wife has nothing " natural" about her either.) That evening you will go home and have a nice meal with the "family" ( a group of disfunctional and emotionally confused individuals who would'nt be able to communicate if a gun was held to their head.)The you will sit down at the television and you will watch something like "According to Jim" or " Two and a half men" , but maybe in rare occasion you'll watch porn ( God knows hyperreal sexual interaction keeps the brain jubalent ). This is the sad and violent cycle of events which all begins with the stale breath of morning. This is the pattern which you will repeat over and over again , let us hope the watercooler at your job appreciates your prescence.
