3/30/09 Wish things were this simple

Patrick was conflicted. Conflicted about certain things that were inevitable that he wished weren’t and certain things that weren’t that he wished were. For example, over there was a nice looking rock, baking under the sun with a perfect view of the water. It would be perfect to just lie on that rock, but he also saw a particularly scrumptious-looking water lettuce. He knew it was inevitable that he would become hungry in the near future, and also knew that the sun would soon move from it’s perfect spot. He was conflicted. So he just recoiled back into his shell.