Ever get the feeling that God is laughing at you?
Let's change that a little bit.
That someone, something - up there - is laughing at you. Watching you stumble through the tedium of life, stepping on egg shells everywhere you go, hitting brick walls, scratching your head with question marks dotted all around you. And that great big omnipotent mass in the heavens, is just observing, with a smirk on their face, which just gets wider and yet more devilish as the fun progresses.
I feel like I'm an unwitting mouse in a great big maze, where my maker has already decided my fate for me, they just haven't decided to tell me about it. And everyone is in on the joke but me.
Well, I just have to laugh too. I mean from a strictly objective point of view, its a good joke - you could never quite write a novel so tainted with irony, so full of twists and turns, each more brilliant in its wit and timing than the last..
