Icarus

Hail, Sweet, Gentle Reader:

Tonight I have been thinking.

A great deal.

I've been thinking about Primary Motives. The things that drive us to do the things that we do. Why do we

- I stopped writing, here, because I got too high, and fell asleep.
- Sorry about that.

- I'm sure that my dissertation on “Primary Motives” would have been fascinating.
- And then I went and got too high.

- And wrecked everything!

- Shit.

- I wonder what my thoughts on Primary Motives were. I bet High-Kayak had some really thought-provoking things to say on this subject.

- Actually, I bet it would have been incoherent babble.
- Still...that might have been entertaining, in it's own way.
- But now we'll never know.
- Because I went and got too high.

- Well...it's obvious that I'm just not on my game tonight. So I'm bailing out.

- G'nite!

(At this point, the protagonist clears his throat, stands, and moves out of the room.)

FIN


Jim Out.