Goin' back in time ain't what it seems. Like, most people think, Dang, that's cool! But shit, it's disorientin', is what it is. And bizarre. And not convenient, at all. I mean, shit, I got things to do! Groceries to buy. Homework to finish. (Or try to finish, anyway.) I cain't be runnin' around in history like there's no tomorrow. What do a whole buncha yesterdays get me anyway? Nothin'. Damn straight.
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