Our place in the sun. It's shrinking. Maybe life does revolve around sex, drugs and rock'n'roll, so far as you interpret each component as a general and pretty symbolic category.

Under "sex", include all types of human relations; let the term "drugs" denote the substances we use on a daily basis, either to be cured from ailments or just to make ourselves capable of social interaction; "rock'n'roll" shall represent every form of self-expression, from artistic creation to drunken monologues and fashion statements. Forgive me if this makes no sense- the past few weeks have been way too stressful for poetic sentences or metaphysical conclusions.

Are you still listening- and why? Sometimes I think of you purely to relieve my eyes of chronic dryness, my heart of perpetual iciness, my mind of the nightmares sustained by an inability to find a purpose in the supposedly meaningful rituals of everyday life.