People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share,
and no one dare disturb the sound of silence ..
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share,
and no one dare disturb the sound of silence ..
I walked back through the pouring rain by Hyde Park corner this afternoon in a semi-hungover state when a gust of wind blew something into my eye. My initial thought was the classic 'oh shit, there's something in my eye, I'll rub it for a while and blink ferociously and it will go away and be fine'.
This however was no ordinary thing, and it had no intention of leaving anytime soon. It seemed in fact to be making a little fort under my eyelid, complete with turrets. The amount of tears that were streaming at this point gave it it's own little moat as well. It's was then also that the feeling of 'darn, I look a retard' was kicking in, especially as Hyde Park corner is in full view of every bus, car and pedestrian for about 50 metres in 4 directions, and crying and semi-flailing seems to attract attention.
I managed to amble to one side of the road near the giant billboards. Whatever was in my eye had crawled into the top, under the lid. It was obviously trying to get into my brain to lay its eggs.
After a short while I literally just stuck my thumb into my eye into a place I didn't think was physically possible and managed to coax a tiny speck of nothing out of my eye. I don't know what the hell it was, but it looks like I'm able to take part in staring competitions again. It was a fairly traumatic experience. Nobody even stopped to help; that poor kid stumbling about with his finger jammed in his eye socket.
Reading that account back, it becomes clear not only that I need to start wearing goggles, but to try and stop using the word 'retard' in all it's shapes and forms. This is annoying however, as it's a very handy word/phrase for a plethora of everyday situations, such as 'that's retarded'. I still can't decide though whether or not to keep using it and incur the wrath of the political correctness Nazis outright, or try and be tactful and risk potentially more wrath.
I could try such alternatives as 'That's mentally slow' or 'that's partially paralysed from the neck down' or maybe 'that's so easily amused by things like biscuits and scared of loud noises'.
This however was no ordinary thing, and it had no intention of leaving anytime soon. It seemed in fact to be making a little fort under my eyelid, complete with turrets. The amount of tears that were streaming at this point gave it it's own little moat as well. It's was then also that the feeling of 'darn, I look a retard' was kicking in, especially as Hyde Park corner is in full view of every bus, car and pedestrian for about 50 metres in 4 directions, and crying and semi-flailing seems to attract attention.
I managed to amble to one side of the road near the giant billboards. Whatever was in my eye had crawled into the top, under the lid. It was obviously trying to get into my brain to lay its eggs.
After a short while I literally just stuck my thumb into my eye into a place I didn't think was physically possible and managed to coax a tiny speck of nothing out of my eye. I don't know what the hell it was, but it looks like I'm able to take part in staring competitions again. It was a fairly traumatic experience. Nobody even stopped to help; that poor kid stumbling about with his finger jammed in his eye socket.
Reading that account back, it becomes clear not only that I need to start wearing goggles, but to try and stop using the word 'retard' in all it's shapes and forms. This is annoying however, as it's a very handy word/phrase for a plethora of everyday situations, such as 'that's retarded'. I still can't decide though whether or not to keep using it and incur the wrath of the political correctness Nazis outright, or try and be tactful and risk potentially more wrath.
I could try such alternatives as 'That's mentally slow' or 'that's partially paralysed from the neck down' or maybe 'that's so easily amused by things like biscuits and scared of loud noises'.
