The blade of my box cutter slices the shrink wrap off the pallet of Charmin. “Funny,Ive done for 2 years now and I should be able this in a heartbeat…” I say softly to no one in particular and take my time. I pushed the product into its respective placement while at the same time,grabbing off the plastic and putting it in the cart. “2 years…Boy,Time sure flies by…” I step back for a second and glanced at the aisle. 4 more pallets needs to be put in their place and I looked back toward the main aisle and realized that the water needs to be dealt with too.
Why am I sharing you this useless piece of information dealing with what goes on with Totenkopfs Monday night? Because this is my “moment of realization” I REALIZED that in my 2 years,other than my workouts,nothing has been consistent. Ive never felt a sense of “Well,this is great” or “Life is gonna be smooooth sailing” The girl I wanted to marry is pregnant with another assholes baby,my fear of debt has increased exponentially as I get closer to graduation,and my chosen major has made me wary and uncertain of my future. Life for me has been being paranoid and having that feeling of no matter how many girls im going to fuck or no matter how beers I down,im never going to relax. Oh and if your wondering why im thinking about 2 years ago? Thats when I graduated from highschool. So hows life going for you guys?