That Dark Path

After a combination of tiredness, overeating, lengthy traffic and procrastination, I’ve abandoned what I was originally going to write about this week. It’s just as well really – it was largely negative and I’m trying not to go down that dark path too much. Plus I only managed about seven words of it before I gave up anyway.

Perhaps I’ll get to it at some point in the future, when the swirling mess of complaint strings and angry threads actually come together to make critical sense, rather than just come across as a rambling, incoherent moan.

It wasn’t about anything personal – just the same old shite that most people feel aggrieved by these days: various political leaders, intolerance of perceived differences, ill-advised referenda. But I find that the more I dwell on such shite, the more negative I feel about the world.

Call me naïve, but I’m actually enjoying not getting all that involved or worked up over these things. One could say that makes me complicit, idly standing by while the all the shit keeps happening. I, however, prefer to think of it that I’m able to get on with other more positive things amongst this backdrop of inevitable shit that’ll happen anyway, with or without my input. I know which one I prefer.

Perhaps I’ll come back to it one day and use this clever analogy I came up with to rant about the state of the world, its leaders and the general shit spiral that is our shared reality. Until then, I’ll just leave it to stew and hope it all naturally comes together after it’s rested for a bit.

Although I will say it involved mushrooms.

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Few things have ever made me want to twerk. I’m not even sure I have it in me to lean so far forward as to thrust my buttocks into the air in the name of dance. As a result, I’ve only managed to shake my booty side to side within the confines of my office chair. It’s just as well I suppose.

Seemingly fusing several genres together, this track covers a lot of ground in a little under three minutes, even managing to sneak a false ending in there for good luck. Some of the content does come across a little more sexually suggestive than suits my tastes, but I’m willing to glaze over that in favour of a compelling, butt-shaking beat.

Lizzo – Boys