All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
Tears for Fears
Wow. Uh. Intense. I think I may have brought some people in, but not the right people.
Welcome to The Mad World. This is not an Emo Wonderland, though I really wonder what that would be like.
It is not even somewhere where I complain about shit. Well, not all the time.
It is, rather, a place where I tease out the craziness and inanities of the world in which I live, and the things that make me laugh, rage or think. But mainly laugh. In the upcoming weeks, I would like to discuss some of the following:
- old people
- shaggy dogs
- working with children
- celebrities
- humourless people and trendies
- emo wonderlands
I hope you enjoy yourself, traipsing round the inner workings of my brain, leaving scuff marks and letting your dog crap everywhere. Damn Rover.
