The Carpal Tunnel Diaries
It makes me sick, a lust so powerful I will sit back in a voyeuristic glare...
I stare so pervertedly at the screen only knowing it to be a desire I can not fulfill.
Nothing else fills my mind as I am always lead back to this place.
It is a place of comfort, belonging, and a place where I rule above all others, my power abstract and infinite.
No critiquing glares are cast my way for I command all.
Any trouble that does result is by method of my own doing. Therefore an adjustment in my technique and execution and my problems are solved.
I suppose reality is a place confined to basic principals such as these, but then I realize there is nothing absolute about it. It is a world often far, far, beyond my control.
Is it this I fear?
I stare so pervertedly at the screen only knowing it to be a desire I can not fulfill.
Nothing else fills my mind as I am always lead back to this place.
It is a place of comfort, belonging, and a place where I rule above all others, my power abstract and infinite.
No critiquing glares are cast my way for I command all.
Any trouble that does result is by method of my own doing. Therefore an adjustment in my technique and execution and my problems are solved.
I suppose reality is a place confined to basic principals such as these, but then I realize there is nothing absolute about it. It is a world often far, far, beyond my control.
Is it this I fear?
posted by Mike Linthorne at 10:29 AM
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