Instead of glutony and craziness, I stayed within the confines of my cozy abode reading magazines and catching up on my internet surfing. I came across something that I loved.
XCIV
To do nothing
Is the day and age,
When so much pointless work
Is being produced,
Could almost be conisdered an achievement.
With my own imaginary
Body of work. – John Tottenham
I am not going to relate it to me, I think it stands on its own. Enjoy!
