DRILLING

"Drilling",, do you like that word? I do and i dont. I like drilling when it takes place on some main street and curious people pass by and stare at the process. They look at drillers and they see a hard job, they see sweat,dirt, red skin, and also ear plugs!!!!

People also start to feel all comfy because they compare this hard labor to their job and they feel accomplished. I dont like "drilling" when my neighbor does it early in the morning. He has this passion, i guess, to wake up and drill. He has been drilling for over two years. I imagine that his apartment is all in holes, his walls, doors, maybe even toilet sit is covered with holes. I guess he likes holes. I wonder whats going to happen when every tenth of an inch will be covered in holes, there will no more space to drill another tiny hole. He ll probly be sixty by then. But lets say that he will complete such a silly thing in one year. A person like him will start looking for another terribly annoying activity. He will then start to cover the holes, one by one!!! What if he will get a girl friend??? Thats even worse, since he is a lover of holes!!! His girlfriend will be falling asleep during sexual act, because he will be so occupied with the hole that he will forget that it belongs to the whole organism of of his girlfriend. Maybe in a previous life he was a beaver. Not just a lower middle class beaver. But a beaver that was an accomplished beaver. He invested money in drilling holes market and later on he had lots of real estate. He was leasing holes to many other beavers. Sometimes my neighbor stops drilling... memories of the past life in which he was the hole drilling king consume him.. The feelings of melancholy and nostalgia occupy his soul,,, thats when he directs his vision into the corner where the drill`s battery is charging, he sees a green light, and places the battery into the drill, and presses the drilling trigger!!!