Sunny sunday afternoon

You know what mundane is when you find yourself staring away into your laptop screen frantically searching for something worth reading or maybe just to pass time on the internet.

But, 'mundane' is really defined when you are blank-staring at the screen in hopes of seeing new incoming MSN messages. The orange flash of hope!

However, the funny thing is - there seems to be some flash-mob kinda behaviour when it comes to MSN. For it is usually, no one messages you for what seems like forever (while you suppress you desperation) or a sudden flood of messages coming in (while you suppress your glee).

TO be saved by MSN or electronic messages on a sunny Sunday afternoon. Not exactly my definition of 'YAY!' when I could have strolled outta my front door. After all, half of the people I chat to on MSN lives just within walking distance and the weather is so damn fine. Why, if you still ask? Is there even a need for a reason to just go off and soak up some sun while you allow your mind to wander unlimitedly?

Even concrete pavements would feel like vast meadows.

I must make an effort to explore more of this world I am living in where there are things I can touch, feel and really sense its presence, instead of holing up in the comfort of the virtual world where most things are illusionized by sugar coated words, pretense and half truths.