It never ends. It’s like being stuck on a hamster wheel, spinning round and round forever. Just one endless eternal day spinning round and round until you’re sick. The wallpaper never changes, the floor is always filthy, the ceiling is boring, and the hamster wheel squeaks as it turns. Can’t they at least oil it? Stupid humans. Stupid, stupid humans. At least they invented beer. That’s one positive, I guess.
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It’s never too late to “change your wallpaper”. It’s okay to oil your own Hamster wheel too. It takes effort, but it’s possible to make it past this. Hang in there, okay? I hope things get better for you
But if I try to do that, the humans will complain that the wheel isn’t spinning fast enough. I guess its how they power their lights or something.
I like your humor 🙂
to match your analogy, You are both the hamster running on the wheel and the human taking care of it.
It is how they power their lights and stuff.
Years ago, someone told me that if hamsters didn’t gnaw on the bars of their cage, their teeth would continue to grow, eventually piercing their palate and brain and kill them. If that’s true, is it safe to assume hamsters that don’t gnaw are fed up with their cages and are suicidal, or am I being stupid? Maybe SP is for the benefit of those who no longer wish to gnaw.
I wonder what they do when their teeth break and death by toothy impalement is no longer an option.
They feel trapped.
It seems like summer will never end in July, and you can’t imagine winter ever ending in February, but eventually they both transition.
I was thinking about the myth of Sisyphus. If he could endure his punishment for 50,000 years or so, eventually the boulder would become a pebble and the hill would be flattened completely.
Totally manageable, just gotta persevere for those first 50,000 years or so.
The 12,500 year mark is where the hope creeps in. Kinda like by the time you are a quarter of the way there it feels like you are most of the way there.
Beer, high end stereo, old luxury cars. Three fine inventions.
Perfect candidate for scrolling lyrics.