Goggles

Today, what do I say about it. I think what I want to say is that I was drunk. Yes out of my mind and mostly out of my body drunk and I really didn't know what was happening around me and I guess that was something amazing. I passed by Marine drive as if I was passing it for the first time and the feeling that overcame me was something that I had never experienced . Well maybe that is a lie I might have experienced it when I was 12 I guess, the wind was the only voice that could be heard, the delicate yet gentle eyes of the sunset that comforted your eyes for a fleeting few minutes, and everything else is just silent. In that moment you didn't need an additional thing to make that moment perfect because it was that moment that was perfect, where everything looked larger, greater and extraordinary. But this is where my kick started to dry off a little and everything started to mix in the traffic, the shouting, where the sun just seemed to come and go whenever it pleased and where looking around seemed more to be a waste of time rather than an actual experience. Now let me ask you this, if we could see all of this with the goggles of an intoxication, then do we see what life is really about anymore?