Always running from the sun
When “i” is replaced with “we” even illness becomes wellness.
♪♪Just let it take you♪♪
Such a beautiful song. I’ve been repeating it all evening.
San Francisco: My home…for now at least.
Today was the first time watching the SuperBowl in the US in I’m not sure how many years and to my surprise it was a lot more enjoyable than I was expecting, although I thought the commercials were severely dull compared to the ones I remember from my childhood. Perhaps this is because I work for an advertising agency where I live and breath car advertisements 40 hours a week, but there were none that stood out.
In addition to dull SuperBowl commercials, this new HBO show Looking has been horribly annoying. Every time the main character opens his mouth I just want to punch the TV. He is supposed to be a 30 year old male living in San Francisco, but his maturity level is that of a 16 year old boy in high school. It’s so frustrating. I’ve given the show three shots to improve, yet it hasn’t changed my opinion in the least. The only reason I continue to watch the show is to see the different scenes of San Francisco.
I should be happy. I have everything one could ask for, but yet I feel lacking. Empty inside. Seeing people’s travel adventures makes me feel so lost and grounded. I don’t want to be just another normal person, working 9-5…a waged slave. If we only live once, then what is the point?