Thursday, March 31, 2011

my wise other self

It's rare that I get to meet some character who acts remotely intelligent.

She has tight curls for hair and walks like I never do. Confident. Concerned not about the world. She knows how it works.
She smokes a pipe thing.

That day I was feeling like an awfully inefficient member of the society, so I asked.
How to be a fitter, happier, more productive person?

You should like the colour pink.

But I hate it.

Pink is powerful. It is the only colour that moves people to hate or love. It is never personal.

Okay then, how do I fix myself?

People lived in closed worlds.

(... I don't get you.)