We're just two lost souls swimmin' in a fish bowl.. year after year. Runnin' over the same ol' ground, and how we found.. the same ol' fears... How I wish you were here...

We have been doing that for 3 years now.. and sometimes, I just can't help wonder.. we lead such automatic lives, wake up, rush to work, and spend a day waiting for it to end so we can just get home to another long night... alienated in all aspects from the world, hidden within ourselves, living in our own private worlds.. and with each passing day, Roger Waters seems to make more sense, ranting about the drudgery of our lives, seeking happiness in comfort, numb to everything else... if there was indeed Heaven on Earth, how would we know? Living for the future, living in the past, refusing change, frustrated, depressed..why indeed do we push ourselves through this when we know the fickleness of life...
Because the future is indeed important, we have responsibilities we cannot squander away, and this is probably a lifelong learning experience... and the hope that once that future is indeed as secure as is humanly possible, there is the chance that we can start writing the bucket list, and actually live like there was no tomorrow. But to reach that beautiful sandy beach and that vast expanse of reckless adventure, we need to hack our ways through the wilderness, filled with thorns, slippery stones, quicksand and every other possibly imaginable obstacle... everything that tests whether you have the guts, the endurance, and the undying passion to reach that place; cos' if we din't, it is just so easy to give up, lie down and say that it doesn't matter that much to me. Living forever in that wilderness, lost, lonely and searching... that's just not cool. And the journey, I guess, isn't going to be that bad all through; indeed the blues never last all out. For, without those breaks, without the little pieces of happiness we inevitably get, I guess we would all be dead men walking. And if it is indeed a bad attack of the blues, all it takes is a minute to just lie down on the grass and look up at the clouds rolling by, feel the wind on your face, feel insignificant and tiny beneath the vast expanse of blue...though the blues won't go away, you still feel a little better, a little less sad, and there will be a chance to smile... and that might make all the difference!!