The aftermaths of a party
dull headaches; brain feels too crowded. feeling silly the night before... it all is so deja vu. someone told me that its best when you learn from mistakes. i just dont seem to do well on that arena.
you finish a glass, and head for another one... it seems natural. however, the body is too fragile to handle all the pleasures of the world. take for example drugs... they give you euphoria, but your body atrophies. that leaves me wondering (as many things do- if i had one true thing to write on my resume, it would be 'can wonder about great many things'); maybe the drug-users know the best way to live life. who is to know? maybe their lives are shortened coz of that... but arent we more concerned about the quality of life than its length? if its all euphoric, racy, exciting, and if it amazingly distorts reality, who's the loser? maybe there ought t o be a rehabilitation center for non-junkies ,what say? or, more accurately, orientation centers... well, to use the drug-l ingo, how about 'Da Orientation Joint'?
dance parties are conditioned environments, right? that's because efforts are made to make it as different and opposite from the real world as possible. and it brings out different aspects from a person. personally, alcohol just dulls me. but sometimes, about an hour after drinking, it really makes me mellow.
so i was recuperating with my friends... the fact that there was not a single drop of lemon in the house was not helping my mood. we scrabbled, but i could not think of any words more than 4-letter ones! pathetic. well, i could score 'drunk', 'tipsy', 'silly', and 'party'- but it was still a painful experience. my poor brain. i think i should give it a rest... i guess i should go find my hypnotist. so yeah, i'll stop writing now.
you finish a glass, and head for another one... it seems natural. however, the body is too fragile to handle all the pleasures of the world. take for example drugs... they give you euphoria, but your body atrophies. that leaves me wondering (as many things do- if i had one true thing to write on my resume, it would be 'can wonder about great many things'); maybe the drug-users know the best way to live life. who is to know? maybe their lives are shortened coz of that... but arent we more concerned about the quality of life than its length? if its all euphoric, racy, exciting, and if it amazingly distorts reality, who's the loser? maybe there ought t o be a rehabilitation center for non-junkies ,what say? or, more accurately, orientation centers... well, to use the drug-l ingo, how about 'Da Orientation Joint'?
dance parties are conditioned environments, right? that's because efforts are made to make it as different and opposite from the real world as possible. and it brings out different aspects from a person. personally, alcohol just dulls me. but sometimes, about an hour after drinking, it really makes me mellow.
so i was recuperating with my friends... the fact that there was not a single drop of lemon in the house was not helping my mood. we scrabbled, but i could not think of any words more than 4-letter ones! pathetic. well, i could score 'drunk', 'tipsy', 'silly', and 'party'- but it was still a painful experience. my poor brain. i think i should give it a rest... i guess i should go find my hypnotist. so yeah, i'll stop writing now.
posted by Milan at 10:48 AM
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