i ve been in this room for way too long an amateur paint job and a worn out rug hand me down lighting and a couple of drugs i can t complain there s food on my table and wine in the drain looking for the fundamental ground you hang on to things that are passing through a woman in labor or a friend that s dead a stupid decision or some bullshit you said but you can t complain if you don t react to pleasure and pain to fiction and fact looking for the fundamental ground