i don't like being sick because i spend too much time by myself and i get boredom headaches and my eating patterns get all weird. although i think soap operas are really funny.
anyway.
the curtains are blowing, not from the cool breeze outside but from an artificially produced cool breeze flowing from the air conditioner. outside the mugginess is a damp blanket, and it intensifies the smells of the trash waiting to be collected. garbage men make a lot of money, they make a lot more than i do. i think, maybe i should get into that. but then again, maybe not.
the sky is blue today because -- what is that reason again? -- some kind of gas makes it look blue. it's not really blue, then. what color is the sky really? i could say, it is black, the color of human sorrow. i could say, it is red like human passion. but probably it's just gray. nature doesn't really give a fuck about human feelings.
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2 comments:
Oh my english is not very good but i think it´s a great blog. Are you sick? I hope you get better son. See you!!
Really you don't like Chicago Pizza? anywho i hope you feel better, easy on the cool air machine it will give you the shivers, I don't even have one of those machines.
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