Mortgages aren't for everyone

I went in late to work again today. No one really notices or cares. Fixed a few things. Got breakfast. Looked around on the internet for some parts. Pretty routine. Cushy. It's trying to snag me. I need to figure out what it is I can and will do and just fucking buckle down and do it. That's it. End of discussion. After I sleep...

And eat...

And hang out...

What the hell. It's so cushy. Just everything. I guess that's how they get you. I mean, you know it's the truth, but you don't really know it until it starts to happen. If you're lucky enough to notice. Or is it the way it should be? Is it the ideal? Just living, in society, peacefully, jobs and routines and lots of problems for lots of people, but mostly you aren't faced with them most of the time so you just go on living like you are and that's it.