NICK

A fish out of water, I can't be a leader..can't. It is a pain in the neck. Too much on the plate. Gears spinning in the foreground and background spontaneously. Every thing seems to be turning smoothly. To distribute every task at hand assigned to me can take a huge bite out of my life. Although it is for the stripes gained through experience transversing this massive picture-esk chest that i fight for the recognition and not the position of a leader.Gears turn, stimulus builds then breaks down into peaceful mold of idiocy. Looking up at the sky with blank intentions, an obnoxious screeching rhythm from the albatross blur the silence out from existence. They are the occasional snacks that i appreciate leaving up there, at least for now. Some people have the knack for flying endlessly above any puffy smoke colored fish. I do not have a starry passion residing in my eyes nor the endurance to reach beyond my name plate. These electroreception sensors can navigate the waters' magnetic field fine and guide people toward their destination. But i can't be a leader,..perhaps a bloop whale but not a leader....I'm hungry now.