Friday evening playing God, changing the world in less than 7 days and 7 nights, just about 7 glasses of wine and a definite intention to jump into philosophy at the end of the night. “Seriously,” she said “what’s our purpose? Who are we? What’s our role”… I am already on the edge, my head hesitating between heavy drum bits or light bird songs. A few things are confirmed though… I am sitting on a blue sofa, I have two legs, two eyes, a nose, a head, at least one ear hearing some jazzy background music… and I have no bloody purpose in being here.
A Fish on a Hill 