sighsaredelicious
It's funny how a few words can turn a relatively superb day into a perverse jumble of emotional turmoil.
"Have you ever felt like that, like you don't feel anything, and you don't want to either...?"
Mogwai gently whispers notes of melancholy in my ears as my roommate shuffles in bed, matching his body to that of these plastic slabs we pass off as mattresses.
There were a few things I had the misfortune of learning today... all of which were thoroughly depressing, but none of them seemed to dent my armour of my sweet hangover... but one.
It doesn't matter how I learned what I did, but when I was told...
I swear this entire week's good vibes and happy times collapsed in on me. What's more is that I expected it to, and had been avoiding certain places and people all week to prolong my state of bliss.
But all things must pass.
And now I'm confused, helpless, fearful now... having been shown my surroundings, lost in a sea of my own mistakes.
Shit.
On a more bright note, last night was delicious. We went to Jared's new house, and we hung out all night and we discussed many things, including the state of Canada and how many things could be remedied, if only the left would open their eyes and the right would just stop bitching...
Call me a centrist, but sometimes leftists make decisions based upon opinion and misguided presumptions instead of learning the intricacies of whatever it is they're complaining about. (for example, weapons of mass destruction)
And yes, for those of you who don't know me, I'm actually very far to the left... but the way some of us carry ourselves like we know everything, and refuse to actually do any thinking before leaping to a judgement based solely upon their political alignment...
Just fucking pisses me off.
Still, not the biggest thing on my mind, by far.
*sigh*