An Epiphany and a Gold Fish...
27th June 2006

I wake up every morning hoping for an epiphany.. its the same mundane existence... the sweet black coffee.. the countless smokes... the same track playing over and over again... and for crying out loud the same face in the mirror... trust me its a wee scary... i manage to give my self a heart attack almost every day... the stubble... the puffed red eyes... and the hair.. holy wow.. the hair...( for the record i haven't got a hair cut in 6 months)...

What do i want??... its surely not this.. i want a freaking epiphany... anything.. a new idea.. a new thought... a new face.. even a gold fish might do... anything...hmmm what do i want? i don't know.. maybe wake up in Greenland...in an igloo freezing my balls off.. I spend my day searching for that epiphany and even that gold fish... i think i am gonna name it ozzie.. and it better be fat and lazy...maybe tomorrow i am gonna step out and search for an open field... i just wanna lie there till the sun goes down and then count the stars...maybe even come across a shooting star and wish upon it.. i might end up asking for that gold fish.. a helpless fat lazy gold fish...
I wanna change this... i am not gonna wake up tom morning... that might change this a wee bit.. i might not wake up at all.. ill just lie in bed till i come across that epiphany or even that gold fish...