7.28.2008

A perfect summer's day

If he wrote a story, why would he excuse himself? the quintessence of Auster is the authorship of the story, puns and wordplay fooling you into believing this or that happened in reality when it all really was a dream, maybe even a fictional dream, a.k.a a dream within a story. think if i could further the plotline with sheer mindpower!!

Our thoughts are the ink we write the story of our life with. So think about what you think.

Or don't. Fuck I'm starting to get so annoyed at work. At all those people being rude, whining about shit, not being patient. I mean they can see with their own eyes we have a thousand things to deal with. Of course, the customer is always right, but we have a saying at our workplace, "don't underestimate stupid people in large groups". When you go to a restaurant, you want to have a good time right? So why be an outright asshole and ruin it for everyone? Workin 13 hours straight isn't the easiest in that stressful environment.

moody electronica, so chill. like yesterday. lost in a reverie. seriously, yesterday was a great day. woke up early, went to the gym for an hour, then straight to the beach, sunbathing, swimming in the ocean. then buy thai food on the way home, train to g, and chiiillll... feels good. such a beautiful place to be, in a dreamstate, where everything is beautiful, where everything is connected. where you don't have to be anyplace else, just enjoy the music and the moment. It's what I live for: MUSIC.