Today was Monday, September 28th, 2026. Lunch was a soggy chicken patty, mashed potatoes, mixed vegetables, cake, and a roll. Damn, this month is almost over already. Time really be flying.
Today I was laying on my bed and a random thought came to my head: “It’s hard being a human. I wish I was a dog.” Life as a dog don’t seem that bad, especially if you got an official owner. Shit, some dogs live better than people in the free world, not to mention us in here.
Dogs get to roam around worry free, eat table food, or some high-priced dog food. Either way, the food’s probably better than what we get here. I could still have sex in one of my favorite positions. When I get upset, I could totally see myself biting the f**k out of someone. Pissing wherever I wanted if I wasn’t taken outside fast enough. I’m already called a dog by my kids’ mothers. Being a dog would be lit. I might end up in the pound, but I’m in the human pound right now. Don’t think it’s much different.
I mean, being a human is complex with all these feelings and emotions we have. All the responsibilities, learning new things constantly, and having to always read st. Being in charge of kids and making sure they don’t become fk ups. I love my kids, of course, and I would want the same ones to be my pups. It would be a grand ole time running the street, pissing and s**ting everywhere. The world would be just like my own personal toilet. Don’t act like you never thought about things like this.
This is one of the examples of the random a** things that cross my mind when I have a whole unproductive day to lay around with nothing to do. St, I might even create a comic book about all the adventures I would have as a dog. I got nothing else to do. So if you enjoy being busy with productive things, Move Smart and Stay Free. But if you don’t, bring your unproductive a here so we could work on this comic together.
-TJ
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