Only in the last month or so are you actually aware of what is happening.
Before that, you just float around in that comfortable position, eating through your bellybutton, meditating on the meaning of life. Then, you are thrust out into the blindingly lit maternity ward, the poorly lit table in the dining room, or the cleanest looking rock on the forest floor.
Naturally you follow your mother's example and scream like there's no tomorrow.
Now who the hell would want to be born?
Does anyone remember?
In this world of pain and agony, discrimination and deforestation, mass murder, regular murder, rape, date rape and petty theft, your parent's were inconsiderate enough to have sex.
Assholes.
This blog is dedicated to those among us who intend to enjoy life, despite its many shortcomings. I wish you all good luck.
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