Time is a place
where you sweat
all your life—in order
to earn
the freedom—to finally
leave it behind.
But it never quite
works that way. It seems
you're perpetually
running
yourself ragged,
chasing
after one,
by running
out on the other,
until—one
day,
the other
one
finally
up and
runs out
on you. Which
is much worse. Because
then,
you're not
only—out
of a job. But
you're stuck—anchored
down,
suffocated—with such
an
enormous,
fat, disgusting
glut—of potential
earning
power,
that
you
definitely
won't be going
anywhere—
ever again.
