A Day At The Office

He looked at the clock.  It said Six Thirty A.M.  Closing his eyes he realized he had no job to go to. The dream he had let him forget his uselessness, or preceived uselessness.  In highschool and those days in college other people were developing him.  He must not have been listening because it didn't seem to apply now.  He dreaded  getting up. 

  Eventually he did get up, took his morning pills and relieved himself in the bathroom.  Another day of watching T.V. eating..and going back to bed. God he wished he had a job.  He just didn't have ambition.


    He felt useless to himself. No one to talk to.  His parents dead.  Those were his only friends.  Now he is alone.  What to do.  Christ is the answer..that's a whole different thing.