Monday, January 27, 2014

A Humble Request


I want a beach and I want palm trees and I want a nice view of the ocean. I want a swimming pool because although the beach is nice to look at I don't particularly want to swim in it. I want a swimming pool because I can see the bottom and there are no jelly fish. I want nice chairs around the pool for lounging, and I don't want to have to worry about other people stealing my lounge chair. I want soothing music in the background and a tropical breeze. I want a cloudless sky and I don't want any children screaming or crying, in fact, I don't want any children there at all. I want a buffet style dinner setup and I want it every day. For breakfast too. I want the food to be of great quality and variety, I want drinks alcoholic and normal to be available every second of every day. I want the other guests to behave. I want a clean room and bath, with no cracks in the tiles and no insects. I want a soft mattress, but not too soft. I want a balcony with a view. It would also be nice if all participants are in a nice mood for the full duration of their stay.


One can get so demanding when browsing travel agency websites.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Inevitables

Realizing once again that finding a really good book is both a blessing and a curse. I love reading it, and therefore am unable to put it down. I try to read every spare minute I have, and am usually only half there when I'm not engrossed in the story. Yet after it's over I drop right into that after-book-depression-hole and linger for awhile. Ain't nothing I can do about it neither.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

00:28

Yesterday I was in bed by 22:00, and fell asleep instantly. I woke up sometime during the night in a right panic that I was going to be late for work. Looking over to my digital alarm clock it read 00:28. For the life of me I couldn't figure out what that meant. For some reason the connection between numbers and their representation of time had been severed.

I woke up at the correct time eventually, and was only then able to determine that I must have been completely out of it, because obviously 00:28 meant I had only been asleep for two and a half hours.

I found it interesting to realize how some things are apparently "shut off" whilst sleeping, and how I woke up for that brief moment without that particular process working. I can even still remember what it felt like to look at those numbers and contemplate what they might mean, it felt as if I was missing something important. I guess I was.

Tuesday, January 21, 2014