I've got some sorta bug that's apparently been going around recently, kind of a cross between a headache, a cough and feeling really really lazy. I don't like it. I've got stuff to do and I really can't bring myself to do it- it's like apathetitus. So yeah, I've been bed bound for the entirety of today!
On the plus side, in my deadness I have managed to watch two great films that I'd yet to get round to watching... Taxi Driver and American Beauty. The former was just entertaining, but American Beauty really spoke to me. It made me think about life and happiness, made me ponder over just where my life is taking me... I'm not gonna go into much detail, because I'm both too ill and unsure of what it made me think to do so. Just take it that it did.
Conclusions are hard to draw on stuff like that; it makes you pit fundamental aspects of your life against each other, creating conflicting aspirations and juxtaposed opinions. Nothing is clear. Makes me realize just how uncertain and insecure I am about pretty much everything.
Sigh.
Modern Life Is Rubbish.
:)
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