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Sunday, April 18, 2010

Shaker Maker.

I need something to get my up and going again. It's not funny how unexcited and uninterested in life I am right now. I need to do something new, something that will get my blood pumping again.

You know, just a few weeks ago I set up and detonated more than twenty kilos of explosives and instead of being scared shitless I was more worried about when I'd be able to sleep. I mean, twenty kilos of explosives and I wasn't affected in the least bit. Tsk.



I hate fictional happy endings. They always promise so much more hope than the world can deliver. There should be more books and movies with depressing endings where all does not turn out right and people are left bleeding to death alone in dark alleys or as drunkards unsuccessfully attempting to medicate their emotional pain with alcohol.

1 comment:

Eliza said...

There's always light to the end of a tunnel. Even things don't turn out that depressed for people in real life - unless they chose walk through that path till eternity.