Smoke and Mirrors

In the quest to criticise where we live you forget that you no longer do. You haven't in a decade. Sure, an objective opinion from an outsider's perspective is welcome, even desired. But I don't bombard you with articles about how your country is at the end of its rope; how chaos (Hah! Anarchy even!) is the next step; how you must leave, NOW, to save yourself.

We live here. Millions do.
Leave us to our ordinary lives.

There's something happening somewhere, baby, I just know there is

via Patron of the Arts

A friend of mine said he'd like to pretend to be in high school again, careless, without responsibility and thinking that you know everything already. I sent my cousin a photograph of us when we were little and he also said he would like to go back in time, and for a day be that child clutching the balloon-ball again.

Instead of looking back, I pretend to know where I'm going with big plans and options and choices to make. But honestly, I have no idea.