It passed through my town tonight. It went right past the window at work, and I didn’t even care enought to rotate my neck 70 degrees to the left. Then the fireworks started. Everyone ran outside to watch. I carried on working.
I would rather work, then watch fireworks.
Where is all the fucking joy in my life?
I agree. I have no sentiment for the olympics either. Who cares? People always think I am strange when i say that. Generally, I’d prefer to look at art or read, as opposed to watch some skinny guys run in circles.
These days I’d rather spend my time signing petitions and telling people to boycott them as they are being held in S. Korea (when? dunno cause I don’t care) and there is a sizeable dog meat market, there. Pretty sick the abuse. Love the dogs, hate the olympics.
You have your own torch to carry brother, there are far more important things in life to hi-lite than gold medals and union jacks.
“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”
Ralph Waldo Emerson