Idle

Listening to: Fool – Cat Power
Currently Reading: The State of Grace – Catherine Donnelly

Tired of running, she sits by the still lake of her life and stares out into the clear waters silently asking for some ripple that will show her she is still truly alive. It is funny how complacency can very quickly replace anger or righteousness, how you can learn to adapt to situations, any situation.

She realises how easily some people can slip on their rose coloured glasses in order to see life with the false security of a colour, any colour at all, with the pretense that they lead vibrant lives of excitement and light, passion and emotion. But it will never be enough. Not when everyone knows there is always something real - that which requires no hiding places behind the facades of our own making.

And she realises that just as easily, we can do the opposite, and turn a blind eye to all the colour that does exist in our lives, for the shallow request of something more “refined.”Something more “socially acceptable” or “politically correct”.

Black is, after all, the new black.

And just like that, you find yourself sitting idly, wishing for life, while life itself passes you by.