Getting the shit together

Yeah, so, I heard you're gonna brush the dirt off your shoulders, and do something about your life?

Yeah, I plan to make calls to Datok Sufian and hope he hooks me up with opportunities to teach children some art.

I also heard it pays pretty good?

Yeah, so I've heard too.

Are you excited?

I'm nervous, yet thrilled, to know that I can pass on some of the stuff I've learnt. I'm just afraid the kids don't take it seriously, and then it'll be a sad case of playing chess with the opposite chair.

Haha, witty aren't you?

I'd like to think so!

Good, keep it up. You'll be witty someday.

Thanks....

Stop fearing so much, Sean.

"You don't have to fear. Fears will come to you."

That's right.

There's not much to fear is it! They're just kids! Surely I can find some kid who's interested enough!

That's the spirit, kid!

"You're not alone, kid."

Haha.

I'm not all dark clouds and thunderstorms.

Yes you're not.

We're not.

No I am a pretty gloomy person.

Wait, now I can't tell the difference. Which one are you, the left or right brain?

I don't know either, does it matter?

Yeah it does!

Why? At least you know it's two voices talking.

You think there will be a third voice?

Maybe, but I don't hear it.

Hmm...

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Hello guys.

Who are you?

Yeah who are you?

I'm the third voice, the voice of fuck-this-world-and-all-its-silly-antics.

How about having a nice hot cup of shut the fuck up?

Yeah, you could really use one. With a cube of brown sugar and a scone.

Get lost, third voice.

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Wow, this is getting tiring.

Yeah, it is huh? Even typing out what we think can be such a chore.

But it's never a chore! I don't remember the last time someone got tired of talking about themselves.

But, you're talking TO yourself, now THAT, is a different soccer league.

...

Whatever the case, the most important thing is, you're doing something that makes you happy.

Yeah, this really makes me happy, I'm just typing, and typing, and typing, not a care in a world, letting my whims express themselves in the form of furious fingers and self-indulgence.

You really don't care about what other people think about this? What if people found it weird?

So? Are they going to deny me of one of the simple pleasures in life? Talking to myself? Really? Are people so cruel?

Some people are.

Well I don't give a fuck, and so shouldn't you.

You can't please everyone, right?

Yeah...

Speaking of which, why did you ever want to please everyone?

Maybe because, I never discovered the art of pleasing myself?

Hmm, maybe.

But maybe you already knew how, just that, you couldn't find a convenient avenue.

But to please myself out of convenience, isn't that a little too...

Too...

Convenient? I mean, sometimes you really gotta go out of your way just to feel better.

But if it's convenient, you'll feel better about yourself more often.

Good point, man!

Okay, I think you need to lie down...

You too... thanks for the talk.

Yeah, sure.

Good night, see you soon!

"Now I can't wait to see you!"

EW, you don't say stuff like that to your other brain!

Why not??? I really enjoy talking to you.

Okay... but... whatever makes you happy yeah.

"DAMN RIGHT! Lol"

Shut up, good night.