It is too early.
Too early for me to think things I could put off till later.
I think Girlie caught my habit of waking up too early as she is up and busy now in the kitchen prepping breakfast. The only catch is I get to listen to some cheesy music that I have to constantly bite my tongue. The music just sang the word “over” five times consecutively— and it made me stare at the screen for bewilderment.
The first rendition of the word “over” was quick and smooth, then the next one had this prolonged stretch in the second syllable, the third hada different inflection, fourth, a repetition of the third, and in the fourth, the singer made it possible to say “over” in more than the two syllables it needed. Deym!
I will force myself not to count the word “baby” in the song. But judging from the first two stanzas, the song is bound to have a lot. Why is “baby” so common these days.
And why the heck would you want to call your partner that?
Why is everybody overlooking the fact that living with a baby is like living with a drug addict.
They cry for nothing, fight over nothing, they are warm and cold in an instant.
They steal your food, your money, and time.
They encroach your private space and is not apologetic to ruin your schedule.
And the reason they get away with all these is that they are cute.
And cute is ok for ten years old and below.
There are days that these simple romantic thoughtful notes luxuriously flow like water –pure, perfect, and unbroken…other days, like today, these thoughts occupy my mind with a handful of resistance cracking its perfection, leaving a fissure between reality and wishful thinking— and if you wait a little longer, these thoughts will have an orderly progression towards sarcasm.
But enough of the love song blues.
The last thing I need to do is dissect love songs and reflect on relationships. It is a common knowledge that I have a skewed view of relationships anyway. Plus it is too early to ponder on the mysteries of love and human relations. I am personally not troubled by my relations or lack of it — so for now, I take a deep breath, calm my thoughts, and work on this things that’s been troubling me the past few days.
Have a less complicated morning guys.