This could even be a
Frequently Asked Question
in terms of just what I ask myself
The truth is, I scarcely know
what the fuck. Events and obstacles
lean out at me from the mists
of looming future dooms and I just
have at 'em, pretty much on instinct.
My reactions to any perceived opportunity
or threat are as instantaneous
as they are capricious. Rarely
can I look back and figure out why
I did what I did, specifically - or
even why I said what I said. But
in general, I'm pretty confident
it was the right thing. Sometime,
the only answer
to "what the fuck?" is
"fuckin' because, dude."
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