Quote Originally Posted by Ganj
I'm talking about times of guilt. Who knows what you're going through?
The guilty.
Who knows what thoughts of guilt one is trying to escape at any given moment?
The ones you're trying to please.
"What are you talking about?"
Say, when your grandmother asks you about your CD collection, you tell her the good stuff.
Why does it become so intense that my only outlet is acting like an out-of-line prostitute, begging for mercy?
You should be careful not to give your grandmother a heartache.
Now can I move on?
That'd be best. :stoned:
What is this mode that has found me?
Hopefully, it's just appreciation of nature.
What tidbits of knowledge shall set me free?
Start counting sheep.
Is that what taking responsibility is all about?
Sheep shall set you free. Follow the yellow brick road.
Does this rationalization justify being unemployed and lazy?
The harder you think, the harder it is to get a job.