So lately... My mind has been clogged like a Nose with Mucis in the middle of Winter. I wouldn't mind running out into Snow Swept Landscapes, Naked. And just feeling the grasp of Frost all over me. To absorb me, Hopefully making me numb to all Emotions. For the Simple fact that it's more fun being Lazy, and having not to Worry about the Ever-Increasing size of the Zit between my eyes. The most annoying spot ever. I have become a walking Bullseye. Or, better yet - A demented version of Rudolph - Incapable of placing his nose in the right place. My mind is running away on me, i can't believe it's far more fit then i am. Considering it's my mind's Fault for me sitting on my ass to start with. I wouldn't mind walking out into the middle of a Crowded Dance Floor, in one of the Many tiny smokey atmospheres of a Club, or Bar. And see how many people sit their hands on my Waist as if i were some sort of Mantle Piece for them to lean on, and rest against. Perhaps i should take a Wheel Chair, and enjoy the View from someone else's Point. Wait..... It's not a Zit after all, It's a spat of Tomato Sauce... Evidence, that i have indeed - Been violating the Tomato Sauce Can, with my Forehead. If your shoulders were so Wide, and could Carry the Pressures of this World, could you at least lend my ass a hand, and let me ride upon them ?? I Love nothing more then sitting atop the World, with as little effort as possible.