I Kiss Your Lips And Close My Eyes

I've been feeling a little funny this week. I'm not really too sure why, and I haven't exactly been feeling weird, but I've been doing weird stuff. Things that I probably wouldn't do normally. Perhaps I'm ready for a holiday. Actually, take away that perhaps. I'm ready for a holiday.

I went up to the cinemas last night to see The Fast and The Furious 3: Tokyo Drift. The storyline was bad. I'm not entirely sure what was going on, and why some things were happening. I don't think that I want to know why. Still, there's something about loud noises, fast cars and girls in skimpy clothing that appeals to me. So, it wasn't the worst movie I've ever seen. Of course, when I walked out of the cinema, all the guys got into their cars and couldn't help themselves. They had to give the engine a bit, try and squeal the wheels on the way out. Oh, to be youthful and full of zest for life. Ha.

I was talking to Kapila, the lady I work with in the afternoons, for a while today. Kapila is a wonderfully beautiful person, very giving, very centred and peaceful. Working with her is a delight. She is a very spiritual person, and has a guru who's teachings help guide her. I know she sounds a little bit like a hippy, and I guess she is. The good kind though. She's trying to save the world, and she does make a difference. This week she organised some medicines and supplies to go to Indonesia in the wake of the latest earthquake. She really is amazing. Anyways, we were talking about stuff, things like whether human nature is innately good, and that corporate culture is unsustainable and destroying the world we live in. Things like that. This afternoon she told me that a man proposed to her last weekend. She turned him down. She said that she wasn't interested in having to compromise her life, she wasn't interested in having to think of someone else, she wasn't interested in becoming someone's wife. It wasn't for her. It would only slow her down.

That's fair enough too.