Escapism

jon laa wrote on May 15th, 2009, 10:10 pm

For some reasons, I, aesthetically, don’t like the word escapism anymore.

And

I am feeling so stuck, trapped, confined at home. Dying to go out.

In fact, I was ready to. Did a search and found the coordinates of several geocache, but decided I wouldn’t find anything in the night.

Going for a run is probably a stupid idea as well because my feet hurts.

Bah.

I missed the sun, the sea and the feeling of being out-of-civilisation, and being unreachable.

Most importantly, I should mention I failed the pathetic paper so miserably I don’t think I can face daylight ever again.

Rawr.

Lastly, I realise most people are pretty preoccupied with their lives. Myself included. That at most point in time, we cannot be bothered/cannot find the time to reply text messages. It is a little depressing, in the sense one could unintentionally send the wrong message.

But really, I am dying to go out to sea. And to do some decent kayaking before I turn my head in for a clean shave, the closest that barber ever gave.

Because stupid disturbances like 2-star kayaking course and the-new-toy are such great distractions, I haven’t been practising for today and the past two days. I did sing though, and the bellini piece fits lovingly in my voice.

If only we could live our lives weaved within distractions, pleasures, and perhaps, lust.