Me, at your place, at 2:30 am, on my 17th glass of wine:

“Blah blah blah blah blah politics blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah”

You, physically dying to go to sleep.

(00:30)

Me:

Bed time, at last.

(01:47)

Brain:

IF IT HADN’T BEEN FOR COTTON-EYE JOE

I’D BEEN MARRIED LONG TIME AGO

WHERE DID YOU COME FROM WHERE DID YOU GO

WHERE DID YOU COME FROM COTTON-EYE JOE

Lady in metro: How do you look so happy on a Monday morning?
Me: Trashy Yugoslavian pop
Lady in metro: *recoils in horror*

The Stranger

©g.torres

“In the midst of winter, I found there was within me an invincible summer.

And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there is something stronger -something better, pushing right back”

Albert Camus, L’Étranger

Airquote

“Ladies and gentlemen, if the person sitting next to you is still asleep, please check for a pulse”

(flight attendant after severe turbulence, Kulula flight 111 JNB-CPT)