This life
Oh this life...
Sometimes I feel like Neo
Always searching

Searching for something more
Seemingly Unable to change my life

I'm chronically fatigued
Despite exercise and a good diet

At least there is golf
That's enjoyable
I hit it well at the range today

I'd like to play more often
But I can't afford it

There was that pretty lady
At the checkout stand
Who said she wanted to try playing

I guess I should have asked her if she wanted to play sometime
Blah
I wasn't quick enough

I have a hard time
Yes I breathe heavier than most
Despite meditating and breathing deep

I guess it's this life
I live in a simulation
It's not fulfilling

I am trying to become a teacher
Much love to show
But no one to show it to
My lonely existence

Words like good and fine
Are meaningless

Well
I guess I'll go to the gym again
But the body through its motions
A body in motion stays in motion

I hope to meet a pretty woman one day
And give her oral pleasure
I would like more fulfilling experiences
If they come, so be it

Am I shaping my life?
To some extent
I am just a part of the whole

There is free will
There is also the sense of things having already been determined
At least I have the consolation of philosophy
A great friend to me