It’s a tough gig. Life that is… day in and day out it is for the most part, cyclic. You wake up, go to work or school, eat a couple of meals, have some free time and then go to sleep only to wake up in a few hours and do it all over again. Of course if like was anything but cyclic, we would be wishing that it would be so.
For the most part, I live a cookie-cutter life. Generally the days are all the same, wake up (usually far too late), go to The Job, have a lunch, and either run some errands or sip some joe with friends, and then head on home. Occasionally there’s the bad cookie day, and every once in a while there’s a really good cookie day but for the most part I live life in batches, 7 cookies to the batch, 52 batches a year. If only I could dip my cookie days in a giant glass of milk!