All Things Must Pass

It's a game of indifference. Whoever can act the most indifferent for the longest wins. I play a pretty good hand - I always played a pretty good hand.

And that's really why I drink coffee. Coffee is a way of being indifferent. It's a way of diverting focus. When you're holding the cup in your hands, you don't have time for anything else. You don't have time to care...you don't need to care.

And not many people I know can stand to drink coffee the way I do. Not many people I know want to waste a couple hours away just sitting. And so coffee becomes a way to get away from people for a while.

It's horrible, it's misanthropic, but it's true.

I listen to Hey Jude a lot but I don't learn anything.

All I want is coffee and conversation. Eloquent conversations about the unimportant things in life. Talks about New York bands against London bands, about Blackburn Rovers and Arsenal. Conversations which wear away a few hours of my life.

Conversations with strangers.

Should I be ashamed that I'm listening to Rod Stewart? My mom listens to Rod Stewart. But I really can't help it if his songs make me happy - I can't help it if I want to hear him sing a duet with Bette Midler. I can't help it if his version of "In My Life" makes me feel things. I miss mom now.

I don't interest you at all.

(Coffee by Rick Poon)