An interesting metaphor (not really)/thought for those of you reading this, sat down on a nice chair not worried about anything. Well, everything around you's fine pretty much?
Maybe I'd say the same.
But the very chair I'm sitting on right now, that very same object that is holding me (my personality and being in a body) has a 'gammy' leg. Yeah it's been like that for a while because apparently students are still being f***ed in the ass by those in any kind of power.
But yeah, all that's fine around me is predicated on the very threat of myself falling over... You'll have to fill in the blanks here...
Nothing's safe [the times they are a changing]
See ya x