“Go home, go back to your peaceful life, to your lovely girlfriend. You two would make a beautiful wedding picture. My lovely boyfriend could be back any minute. We just made a beautiful pre-wedding picture.
No, don’t go. This is where you truly belong, in our foamy conversation about nothing, in this three-seat sofa that perfectly fits our bodies. And i realized how i was constantly swaying from one side to the other. I wanted t stop. I wanted to decide. But some stupid philosopher kept telling us to go with the flow, to drift with the river of life.
What flow? This is not a flow. It’s a predictable swing that goes back and forth without ever moving elsewhere. We should’ve known better. Maybe we had, but pretended not to know because the chocolate bar was just too tasty to pass over. And we covered it up with alternative hippie concepts like “polyamory” or free loving or whatever.
I read about them all, you know. But at the end of the day, i knew i was just a love fool trying to find some sense in this crazy world.”
(Grow a Day Older – Dee)
No, it’s not my real love story (now). I pick the quote just because I often see it anywhere, anytime, until I can feel it, hear it, taste it, the sweet-and more bitter section of life.
And here it is, another punchline on the story.
“I’d like to find the guy who invented the proverb ‘go with the flow’ and lead him to an ocean full of hungry sharks. And see how he would flow. I’d really like to know.”
Happy weekend, and let the sunshine in, especially into your heart