I was adrift all day, because I was thinking about something. Also, I had probably the best christmas present I could get out of the unlikeliest place. While a nation celebrated, I slumbered and stupored in a sea of thoughts, trying to make the most of what I was given. I managed to crack a smile once or twice, an achievement for me when I’m feeling like this. It was a good day overall, but I didn’t feel a part of it somehow. My face was here, but my mind was somewhere very far away.

I spend almost every day getting into pointless arguments on subjects about which I don’t really care or feel no particular passion. Sometimes I think it’s just because I like to know what other people have to say when you challenge their bullshit with a few points of your own. There really is no point, though. It takes a certain kind of art to influence someone’s opinion. Such an opinion was formed when they were indifferent on the matter, so now they are permanently stuck on their beliefs with the first words they were given and that was the end of that.

I change my opinions all the time, some have even changed in the last 24 hours about life, about what happens next and about what we’re supposed to do with ourselves while we live. Nobody can teach me the wisdom that comes with age, but I can listen to the advice I’m given. I used to tell myself lies because I’m afraid of the dark; I don’t bother with that anymore. Continue reading →