DON'T STOP ME NOW

Minutes ago, I wanted to write a very short story - a spinoff of the life of Agador, the butler from the Birdcage. It's fascinating how a person like I can make a play on a life of a person who doesn't truly exist. It lasted while it could. Besides, I am in no mood to create something crafty. As I have mentioned, my mind is in hibernation.

Apart from this, due to smokes of the past and other circumstances, I felt like writing the way I wrote before - the comic ingenuity firmly placed in between the pathetic happenings of my pathetic life; the kind of writing which I would often show to my colleagues and inquire about their thoughts. It's really amazing and peculiar at the same time, when I think about things I have done in the past. Really. They are.