The Pink Floyd Epiphany

Many nights i've asked my ceiling, or the walls in my room - is earth really my home? Many days i've searched for something beautiful, something eccentric or extraordinary, or maybe something that made me simply happy. Something that is not pushed by the illogical minds of the majority which in result led many into oblivion. Something natural where people don't have to stick a needle right into their veins; because the scene of it makes me inevitably sad. Right now i sit at this verandah as i watch my friends learning a new water sport. I can't hear them; they are too far away. But i watch them as i watch the ocean expand as the wind sift in through the palm leaves. I have everything i need at this moment - beer, cigarettes, music and the lovely view from this olive green hammock. In case you're wondering, i'm listening to Selah Sue's Black Part Love. 'Be who you are now, be who you're supposed to be', she sings. Songs like these are simple yet they make you light a cigarette, look up and smile. And sometimes music and cigarettes just come in handy especially when you're taking a long, boring dump on the earth's crust. And even if i'm just sitting here like an old lady who just lost her memory, i think right now is enough. Even if others think it isn't - because we all have these contrasting ideas of indifferences - i'd like to think it is. This is who i am, this is the way i live. I am not in control of anything in this world but I love to plunge myself into different kinds of joy once in a while. I am sure everybody else does. Now that i've finished writing this, i'm not quite sure if this answered my question, or not. I don't even know if i made sense. But i can assure you that i wrote in all honesty so i guess that's okay. Because really, all we need is enough. We don't really need a big change, most of the time, little compromises are just as big.

♡Manganese