So much time
Having so much time to yourself means that you are subjected to a number of emotions, and each seems to be multiplied to the power of 2, but seems to pass just as quickly. Anger, sadness, joy, loneliness,mirth; all in short spurts. But what seems to linger longer than them, is emptiness. To be empty of all emotions, almost like a robot staring at the screen whose fingers keep typing the same keywords in google over and over and over again. It's a form of contact. The robot can't understand humans anymore thus it seeks refuge in the series of ones and zeros that beckons it with all kinds of wonder, information and of course 'people' like it. In the Net, there could be news for it to be angry about. There could be news for it to laugh about. There could be news for it to think about. There always is. So, the turbulence of emotions starts again until it subsides once more into silence.
I'm a daydreamer you see. I am never present. My head is always in those glaciers up in the sky. But I'm lethargic. I can't do anything about those dreams that I have. Time made me old as well as lazy. And apathetic. And here I am slumped in my chair, wondering when it's all going to change as I look out far and wide from my place in the clouds.
Ask me again, what song am I listening now?
Videotape.
I see. I guess I'm just too emotional for my own damned good.
I'm a daydreamer you see. I am never present. My head is always in those glaciers up in the sky. But I'm lethargic. I can't do anything about those dreams that I have. Time made me old as well as lazy. And apathetic. And here I am slumped in my chair, wondering when it's all going to change as I look out far and wide from my place in the clouds.
Ask me again, what song am I listening now?
Videotape.
I see. I guess I'm just too emotional for my own damned good.