Monday, November 17, 2014

I saw a thing

and it seemed fitting for so much in life.

______ is easy; it's just like riding a bike. Except the tires are on fire, well, the whole bike is on fire. And the ground is on fire. And everything is on fire.
Because you are in hell.

The fill in the blank in this case was "Grad school" but feel free to substitute your current version of hell into the sentence above.

As my gramma always told me, "It's a good life if you don't weaken."

1 comment:

lime said...

i'm stitching your grandma's line on a pillow.