So for the first time in about 4 years, I'm gonna have a real bed! And I'm not gonna lie, I'm pretty darn excited about it! 4 years may have been a mild exaggeration but in today's society, its almost necessary to exaggerate. People, in a general sense, will not listen to a story unless there is some sort of peak or high to it. The art of exaggerating comes into play with the art of story telling. Stories have been exaggerated over centuries and continue to grow in popularity as time goes on. It really is hard to say what actually happened when telling a story of how you may have driven into a fence. It may start off fairly close to the truth, being that you were just playing around on a dirt road, winding up and down the dirt path when you lost control of the vehicle having over corrected your turn and found yourself half way over what is now a broken down fence. Years down the road, your in Mongolia on a mission for the government that not even the president can know about and you were winding to avoid the bullets flying past and a Mongolian warlock appeared 30 ft. in front of you casting you 45 degrees to the left, stopping only inches away from your so called inevitable death by a 180 ft. cliff.
All this to say, that I haven't had a real mattress in like 6 years. Ive been sleeping in a cave that provides only a limited amount of heat that keeps me alive through out the night.
No comments:
Post a Comment