I got the cheese. Did anyone else bring the chips?
There are times when your life just seems to rush by that you almost fail to notice that apparently, everything around you moves and runs towards something. What exactly is that something? I have no idea. But that is not important anyway. All I can say is that since you have no powers to stop the world from rushing towards something, the only thing that you can do is to either move to the side and let the world move past you or run along with it. Join the pace. Yes, that’s what I intend to do. I shall get into the groove and move. How funny does that sound? Hahaha.
Actually, when I think about it, this is a good thing. Months pass by without me even noticing them. It means that perhaps, my life has been exciting enough or perhaps, it’s been hectic enough for me to miss the chaos that’s building up around me. It’s not exactly a sign of apathy. I guess, it’s just that when your hands are busy with work-yes, work. Not that nasty thing you might be thinking about-and you’re attention has been grabbed by someone you consider to be most special, life just seems to drift by.
Life has just been a lot easier and more pleasant for me. I do not intend to sound cheesy, although I know that I can do a great job at it, but that’s how it has been. Everything else has been great. And even when I get scared sometimes, even when I get so paranoid about the uncertainties that lie ahead of me, I just close my eyes and try to imagine all the pretty things that my eyes have laid on. That includes the meteor shower that I once witnessed from the rooftop of our house when I was younger. Or that clever baby snake that carefully tried to cross the road to avoid getting squashed by the traffic. I try to think of all those dragonflies that I used to watch and catch in the garden when I was little. The rainbow spread of flowers in the park. Yes, those flowers that left their imprints in my unconscious.
And oh, I always try to imagine that very moment when my eyes first catch the sight of you on every occasion of tryst.
They do it for me. They send me the rush that I need when I get all anxious and panicky. Or when I get depressed, helpless and lost, they give me the fix.
You do it for me, love. You give me the rush. Somehow, no matter how crappy my day gets, the thought of you gives me the boost that I need. And since I no longer drink coffee, I thank you for helping me out in that department. Hahaha. And when I get so tense, like a sedative, the thought of you effortlessly works its power on my muscles and gently pushes a smile on my face.
All I have to think of really is, “Do you have dollars, Joe?” and I shall be fine.
Danger. Danger. High Voltage. When we touch. When we kiss. When we touch. When we kiss.