I don’t know how anything is gonna work out. I’ve got no clue where I’m headed. All I know is that I know nothing. And maybe that’s the way it’s supposed to be. All of the confusion and uncertainty, there’s got to be a reason for it. Maybe I’m supposed to be lost right now. Maybe being lost is the next step to being found.
"I really don’t want to shower but I want to be clean" an autobiography
"Now that I’m in the shower I really don’t wanna get out" a sequel
"Now that I’m out, I don’t want to put on clothes" the spin-off
"I’m sitting here in my towel and I must have showered 2 hours ago" the self help booklet