Post Meridiem

4:31

Thursday

We are always so eager, so impatient, to be

met with the inevitable disappointment

of everything. Nothing can ever be as

good as you make it out to be, can

it? Colors are less vivid, the humi-

dity is suffocating, and all the

people are much less happy.

In reality, life is not a

festival of brilliant

colors, and it's not

black and white,

either. Life is

gray. But no-

body seems

to want to

accept

that.