Not fully in a happy disposition tonight. More like in the state of utter indifference. I am currently waiting for my mother and brother. They probably won't be long, because I've been here for an hour now. I have 6 books in hand, and a cup of coffee in the other. I don't like my coffee by the way. It's too eccentric for my taste. But, isn't eccentricity a major premise for the aesthete nowadays? Double major sigh... The subject has become too subjective; I don't think anything of what I am saying matters anyway. We can only talk about objective issues right?! Isn't that the predisposed rule in our current society?
I'm done with my coffee now. I feel full... and irrelevant. I am going to have my second fill soon, because beauty is not what I am looking for.
