Over the weekend I've spent some time in a friend's summer house, splurging cocktails on the pool side, taking some shots of the lagoonish backyard, contemplating about all my terrible misfortunes that brought me to this little crumb of paradise.
It can be a shitty place where dissatisfaction about you and your day to day life penetrate your mind, even though you're really full of them and use all you got to keep them away. Mental self rape in a way. How can one be so empty and sad watching a pool of joy and happiness? Shit, I have to start my therapy real soon. No need to be a naggy bitch really, after all, these bitches are the ones I was trying to dodge all of my life (except while at work of course).
Hm...don't like naggy bitches, but still, who's nagging now? Oh shit, I'm projecting my own feelings onto others. The parts of me I'm still not able to except (so they say in the books). It's easier to blame or hate others then your magnificent, holy self. Ever heard someone saying - I hate most people or some shit like that. So, what are they really saying? You don't need to be a top notch psychologist to figure that out, right.
Well, until that day of my illumination, I'll be ruminating some more I guess. After all, as a daydreamer, It's what I do best.
RUMINATIONS
...rumination on myself seriously ruminating last summer...
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Stay cool, stay positive, stop nagging and embrace all this miswired strings in your head that sometimes make you feel shitty.