Happens All The Time

His friend's called him Meat and he was a staunch vegetarian. He had a cat named Road Kill and a goldfish named Sushi. He was big on irony. Occasionally Meat got the urge to curl up in the fetal position, suck his thumb, and imagine he was in his mother's womb. Once he tried this in the bath, submerged in water, and almost died; it was half suicide attempt, half accident. No Big Deal. Happens All The Time. Despite depression, Meat knew he would be OK. He told me, Kyle, I know I will be OK, because at night I ride my bike around the neighborhood listening to music, and it feels good.