On my way home, I rode with my dad. We didn't talk much. He fell asleep as I was driving. The traffic was terrible and I was bored. Before I go any further, let me introduce you to Bob. Bob is my nemesis, my alter-ego, my only friend. He does not exist in this physical realm. He resides in the deep dark abyss of my mind. He comes out whenever I need to keep myself in check.
It's been a long time since we've spoken. I've been at peace lately. As I was driving, almost halfway home, Bob came out and had something to say. This was our conversation.
Tim: Hey Bob. Long time no see.
Bob: Yeah, I missed you man.
Tim: I thought I was never going to see you again.
Bob: Well, you thought wrong.
Tim: Guess so. So, what's on your mind?
Bob: Well Tim, I've been thinking...Where is this life headed, man?
Tim: As of the moment, I have no idea, Bob.
Bob: You better decide soon, dude. You're not getting any younger.
Tim: I know, I know.
Bob: What do you know?
Tim: Uhm... What do you mean?
Bob: You've been through four years of college. What do you know?
Tim: A little bit of this, a little bit of that.
Bob: You don't know squat!
Tim: Yeah, I guess you're right.
Bob: Of course I am! Get it together, you lazy bum!
Tim: I'm not a bum! I have work!
Bob: Well, other people may think so, but to me, you still are one.
Tim: Okay, you know me better than anyone else. I'll take your word for it.
Bob: Of course. Now, get up off your ass and get your life on track, bitch....
After that, I got home safely, my dad went to his room, and went into mine. I've had some time to reflect and I realized. Yes, I'm a bum. And yes, I need to get my life on track. However, I'm not exactly sure how I can manage that. Fortunately, I have a very supportive family and most importantly, I have Bob to show me the way.
'Till next time, Bye.
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