I'm sitting all alone
.. Not that that's particularily unusual, but that's what I'm spending
my monday night doing. How often haven't I been sitting on this chair, staring
on the Picasso sketch on the wall, not understanding a thing?
The sun is shining outside. People are outside. It's summer outside. But
here I am. at a cafe with a laptop, staring at an unfinished Picasso.
I hear the ice clink in my class when I take a sip of my Coke. I paid way
too much for that.
Inter-human contact. Thank god they've found such a long and annoying
phrase for it. The word describes what the word describes.
All anyone has said to me today was "That'll be £4, please".
If I'd been really philosophical, I would have questioned what I want with
my life. But I'm not. So I don't. But I still wonder.
The sun is shining. I see people walking hand in hand. Smiling.
Personally, I'm looking forward to the winter. Then, at least, you can be
as depressed as you want to.
Because the sun will be gone.