Thursday, March 22, 2012


My walls wouldn’t be covered in paint if my chair wasn’t covered in paint. And my sofa, also covered in paint like my stool is covered in paint. My fridge, my ashtray, my shoes, yes. Covered in paint. I own a beautiful painting on my wall - and it is also covered in paint, but it is the wrong paint. Well, some of it is, some of it isn’t. But the nightstand, the throw rug, the fireplace? All paint, everywhere, it’s all wrong, it’s all all wrong, what do I do. No. No. None of this would be covered in paint if I wasn’t holding a bucket of paint in my hand, covered in paint. The funny part is, the bucket is empty. But it does talk about paint. On the outside it says: PAINT, on the inside, nothing. Funny. Where’s my brush. I need to change all of this.

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