Thoughts of a Buisness Man (Part 1)

- While I'm puting on my shoes I think of how often I do this.
- Every morning, lace after lace. But, you never think that...
  this could be the last time I ever tie my leather shoes.
- Just, some immense disaster suddenly comes along on the road of life, without you ever intending it to happen.

- Opening the front door, I step out into the world of shame and hate.
- Knowing that even if...I do die today, there would be no one to  understand "Why" I would of went so early.
- It's not like, I would HAVE anyone to care that much though...

- My shoes squeek irritatingly down the evenly cemented sidewalk...
- As thought they had a mouth of their own.
- Saying "Ouch!" ever time you take a step...
- If you think about it, jumping... would be murder.
- That wouldn't exactly affect me.
- The noise is quite annoying.

- Will my boss expect more from me today...
  since it's monday...
  and he knows *sigh*... I just sleep in my overly used bed all weekend.
- Wishing I had a companion or friend by my side to help me threw this deep...deep depression.
- He told me the other day... I may need more help than I'm already getting.
- Ridiculous.

- The edge of my breif case catchs the green, spring bush beside me...
- My architectural plans, for the new bridge in town, land in a deep puddle of rain water by my feet.
- At the time, I was more concerned on getting my cell phone out before it's technical function's absorbed the deathwish.
- Unfortunatly, I haven't noticed that my plans have already streamed, like tears, right off of the paper...

- What a disaster this will become of...
- But isn't everyday a tragic disaster?