Fame Required

You know, I've been thinking: It's about time I was famous.

Alright, I'd appreciate it if one of you could make me famous. What? How? Nevermind the details, just get my name in lights.

Oh, wait, you don't know my name, do you? Oh, but you do! It's Brins!!

Well, what are you waiting for? Don't just read there, make me famous! As far as I'm aware, I'm still quite unfamous.

Even now, as I type this, I have yet to become famous. You're doing a very bad job.

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Well, it was worth a try. You know, fame probably isn't really as good as it's made out to be. As with all things in life, excitement wears off: 4 months into the job, it's going to become 'normal'. That means you're going to consider fame as you consider yourself now: normal. You'll get used to whatever happens, and the spark will wear (slowly, but gradually) so that you'd hardly know you were living any different. Sure, when you DID the things that made you famous, you'd have a blast; but how long can you do that thing in one go before monotony kicks in (whatever it is)? Several hours? 10 hours? At some point, you'll get fed up and head for home, waiting for it to happen again later.. and again... and again. Sound familiar?


WHO KNOWS?!!
  ¶ 9:00 pm