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Summertime sadness

11:09 13/07/2014
Everything is what it is, and will be. Life is cool in the summers, hot in the winters. There's a lot of party, life is a reason to celebrate, be close to loved ones, cherish, share. Life goes on, smooth, unimpeded, without much challenge, notwithstanding the occasional hiccup that in the long run seems part of the design. Life is a pop song.. I hate pop. It takes a lot to love, to share. It's life's essence, its nectar they say.  The inventory of emotions repeats itself, the acute and the blunt ones, even boredom. It peaks and troughs, and cycles around again with some noise. Noise keeps us alive, guessing, curious. Sleep is fun.. it simulates all of this drama quicker, more efficiently, without the loss of energy, and it's so real. Food is good as well, unquestioned comfort and joy.

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