I think I need to step down the evolution ladder and become a single-celled organism. An Amoeba. That's done then.
I also think that morning's are a great time for these wonderous thoughts to emerge...my ancestors believed that the morning was a sacred time. It's true.
I am moping around work in my Osho chappals, my hands in my back pocket, checking out my reflection on transparent doors, wondering how fat I am. I don't want to think how fat I am or will be someday. Why are we multiple-celled organisms?
Sloppy amoebas have it good. They can pro-create on their own too without intercourse. Why would they do that though....
I think I want to be an animal then.
No, don't wana end up on a plate with my mouth open. Single-cells are just fine, with their one nucleus, mitochondria and jazz. A refreshing new habitat.
