summer out loud
POSTED AT 10:25 PM

cruboy

it's summer for crying out loud... things should be smooth sailing in the open seas under a cloudless sky and the brilliant sun.  there should be island music lingering in the air accompanied by the percussion of the rolling waves along the shores... and the scent of jasmine, dried grass and salt.  there should be warm sands on my feet and an icy cold drink in my hand.

it's summer for crying out loud... and i am swamp with work, papers piling over like a tidal wave under a glaring fluorescent light and acoustic panel boards.  there is a constant ringing on the phone accompanied by the crash of piles of unopened letters and facsimile.  but there is the smell of coffee and a badly rubbed pencil eraser... there is nothing but carpet tiles under my feet and a very uncooperative mouse.

"i wish i was a bird so i could fly... fly fly fly away from here." - gil locsin

it's summer for crying out loud... and i can feel the heat... it is inescapable... noon is so horrible today... there are glares everywhere and it hurts the eyes, if there were wind, it would bring a warm draft and it hurts the skin.  the afternoon is always humid and one would break a sweat just by breathing... the evening is no improvement either... one would have to drink constantly. 

it's summer for crying out loud... all this loose heat can be really dangerous... tempers boils up fast, argument sparks easily, principles causes friction, passion flares up and is easily consumed... one can easily get burned or charred. 

"the summer night is like a perfection of thought." -wstevens

Reading: pearls at blossoms - ts clifford
Listening to: jamaican in new york - shinehead
Watching: dawson's creek season 1
Feeling: dehydrated