What was it that happened to you and me and turned us upside down? Like the strongest of the waves unexpectedly arrives when you're floating on the sea, facing the sky on a cloudless sunny day; suddenly all you can see is the darkness of the bottom. It takes you a minute or two to recover from the shock, and still you'll be wary for a while before you're able to surrender to the water again. It feels like we're still in the restoring bit of the process after having way too much salty water coming down our throats.
You're suffering from a heartache, doesn't know what to do with the love within you. I'm cold as a rock, incapable of truly open to what is to come. Moreover, there's this constant restlessness that keeps on growing exponentially. "You're a mess. I'm a mess too, trust me". What we certainly are not is this brand of unsatisfied, powerless folks. Where did we leave our strength? Where's the lost and found section??
We're watching broken TV's, staring at grey screens, listening to its hisses... waiting for something to soon be on so we won't be so amazingly bored by our absence of existence. We might not be having the time of our lives, but let's just face the fact that we're living the life of our now. So drink up your mojito, even though it's still Tuesday, and hope that tonight we are not going to bed before something good happens.
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