I can never really understand why you fight, it seems almost useless. If everything is pushing you in one direction, wouldn’t it just make sense to go with the flow? That’s not it with you though, not at all. When it makes sense to just conform and follow suit, you gum up the works by deciding to simply go the other direction. I understand your feeble attempts at freedom, but the current is just too overpowering and working against you. Underneath all this pressure, you break, and you come to realize that the struggle was just wasted time. The only thing that remains is a streak of your presence from where you once clutched for your last glimpse of light, until the rushing water swallowed you whole.
Thanks to you, I now have to clean the toilet before company.