It's not about the smile you wear
But the way we make out

In and out of the funk.  The things I tell myself to get out of it and how it comes crashing with the delusions I indulge in.  Social psychology has been the source of way too many insights into what we I do.  Gonna leave this tiny island for a bit.  And I am not exactly feeling anything about it....yet.  Maybe when I am back, armed with the experience, then I'll gush about it.

The brilliance that is Red Hot Chili Peppers is back in my universe.  My walk home, the epic journey of 20 plus minutes that it is, is now more often than not made less of a chore with By The Way.  I think it's one of the most emotional and mellow albums that they've made.  I remember reading in some random book at Kinokuniya that the songs in that album are about the girl that Anthony Kiedis wishes to meet.  Don't we all.  Now that I've reached an epiphany about starting a journey of falsification of a theory I have about you.  More appropriate songs have not been sung for this moment.

Beginning things with a clean slate or with no expectations is damn near impossible.  It's all about untangling everything and putting them in place.  Sometimes, I get recurring thoughts about the thin red lines and how I keep putting them there emotionally.  Like the body might be intact but the self isn't.