That yearning...

was special. A unique feeling which I have never felt before.

It was the fact that I was staring at an opened packet of M&Ms and experiencing this that made the whole situation quirky.

Like any other packet of M&Ms, it was filled with those small little UFOs with "m"s printed on them of multitude colors, staining the packet within and my fingers as I started to pick them.

But I noticed one M&M, a single one, that stood out from the crowd. In it's most brilliant shade of salmon pink (or was it stained?), it lay there like the most gorgeous exhibitionist on a retirees nudist beach, the youngest and most nubile amongst a graying crowd. In fact, it was the only pink M&M that zeroed my sight in like a bulls eye among the other colors.

So here I am, with time in stasis around me as I pondered about the feeling churning my stomach and caressing my heart with claw like hands. My vocabulary fails me as I try to define what this feeling was from spotting that pink M&M. It's like a voice telling me that I must have that M&M, yet, the very same voice telling me that it's an M&M, like any other M&M.

Yet I so want it. It's like the ultimate desire yet it wasn't. That yearning...

Limited Bandwidth

As technology advances exponentially, the human neck has become a blatant limitation in data transfer bandwidth. Data amounting to Exabytes is beginning to surface in this millennium and the neck can only accomodate up to only so much transfer speed due to it's physical limitation. This undeniably explains the poor synchronisation of data between the heart and the brain as the transfer rate is slower than the data being churned out.

Hence, idealism != rationalism. Choose one and back it up properly

Naivety

I laugh at Naivety.

I laughed at myself.