One day
Just another day of organized happiness, like all the others
I quietly walked out of the life they had planned for me
Not once did regret touch my hand
I left
On the wings of instinct
See, I love old-school Star Trek. It's just the right combination of profound, patronizing and kitsch. Of course, I don't like any of the good episodes, lord no. No "Trouble With Tribbles" or "Mudd's Women" for me. I'd rather curl up and watch "The Savage Curtain" or "The Gamesters of Triskelion" or "They Way to Eden." Because Space Hippies make everything better.
A TeeFury "Expendables" t-shirt.