Barking Dogs

The fucking dogs in the neighborhood are barking and barking. I am laying here waiting. Waiting for something or anything: An earth quake in Rome, a meteor to blow up the moon, tidal wave in Hong Kong, A whore to call my phone, drugs to appear in my lap, to stop writting this right now and do my workout. Chances are none of those things are going to happen. Well, there is always a chance, but not likely. So, i’ll just lay here a little longer and listen to the dogs bark and watch the sun come up.

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