“I don’t know, man…”
“What?”
“I just wake up in the morning and… I don’t know.”
“Yeah. I know. I know what you mean.”
“Right? Like everyone’s like out there… doing their shit you know. And I just woke up and am like…”
“…why aren’t I doing that shit, right?”
“Yeah right.”
“Man, I could do all that shit. I’do it right now.”
“Well, it’s one am already…”
With that, the solitary man stretches into a yawn and dreams.
For the generation begrudged by the social media.