48 – Absent Minded Melancholy…

Song of the 38th Hour: Guns N Roses – Paint It Black

I spent an hour in the shower…without the water running. It seems to be a habit of mine to always retreat into the bathroom and spend time in there whenever I get really depressed…usually with the hot shower pounding my head and back. The only thing I didn’t have with me is a blade which I used to always carry whenever I get really depressed. I think it’s a habit I picked up from my ex.

I know she does this as well.

Two of a kind.

Match made in heaven, forged in hell, realised on earth.

Hah…if this was a movie it would be so melodramatic to say the least. Then again didn’t I mention somewhere before that my life is like one big movie? Where like a Shakesperean play, where all world is a stage and everyone are merely actors in their part? The only problem is, no one really knows what movie is it their are acting so it’s everything in one.

Thing is I don’t know what kind of movie I would end up in.

A comedy?

A tragedy?

I’m like a actor who is suddenly coming to realise the grand plan of the movie from a director which does nothing but sit there and hurl situational events at me to see my reaction and put together a life movie from it. The way things are shaping up to be, I can just guess how this movie is going to end in its most cliched vision.

And I don’t think I’m going to like it one bit.

Lets just hope it’ll be a Hamlet with a bang.

Now that would be something memorable won’t it?

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