little boxes on the hill side...

as you wake up to find the snow melted, and that lingering feeling of childhood fading away, you turn on the stove and wait for your hot coffee...

it's one of those mornings when you tend to over-analyze everything but yourself...and you've come to realize you're no better than the rest in terms of labeling people...you put them in boxes, you think you can tell what they're thinking, where they're going through and what they expect from life...the only difference is that you have a crisp view of the picture...it's not like you're just giving out an opinion...no...it's more than thatyou lived it...you are still living it now...so let's call your side of the story an inside one ;) it'll be our secret...promise i won't tell...so...are you ready to pour out your soul?

you tell me that all the men out there are split into two: 99% of them are the blissfully stupid ones that don't cause any drama but get blamed for it, and the other 1% who are smart enough to create drama...let's call them players...

now...it's a known fact women tend to search a hidden message into every single thing they see...being that a plastic bag on the street rolling around counter clockwise (why is it rolling that way? it has to mean something..but what??) so if you apply that to the 99% of blissfully stupid men who don't go around causing drama what do you get? exactly...unsolicited drama and couples who break up for no reason.

and the last topic of this morning are the other 1% who can either play their women into sweet submission...they can play the game of relationships so goddamn well and they twist and turn their sweetheart's mind and they either drive them insane and out of a relationship or they do it so good that they end up with the perfect stay-at-home wife..

it's a pretty flawless logic so far, right? can you find loophole?

i found mine ;)
may your winter be filled with hot flavorful coffee and white fluffy snow!

and remember...there's always a loophole