You know what I mean right?
Those people who just look sorta like the people you know. As if they are the vague, third cousins of the real person. I think they are called dopplegangers but am not too sure.
Today was doppleganger day then. It can be quite unnerving. Coz you keep bumping into these sorta familiar faces. And then you stare at them cause, at this point, you still have not realised who they remind you of.
And then you stare at them some more. By now you have realised who they look like and now you are staring at them to see if they actually are that person indeed.
After some point of time, I started enjoying it. So this would be Uncle Tom if he were to become an alcoholic, and that would be Sandeep if he was poor and had an affinity for polyester shirts and that would be Miriam if she had got braces at the right time and a better plastic surgeon.
I like to think that I was made to sit back and stare at the world go by and make fun of it.
I wonder if you the world gets made fun of. Like perhaps the planet Earth.
You think in at the Planet Bar, Earth is the laughing stock? Like this round, blue faced bugger with a real watery disposition and a cool head. And cool feet.
I wonder if Earth feels like pissing all the time.
And I wonder if Earth likes his peanuts salted or plain.
I like ’em salted. But then I also like the idea of dipping apple slices in warm nutella and making my very own choco fondue.
I am going to cook one of these days. Like properly make something edible and its not going to be just an omelette.
Ooooooo. Omelettes. I love ’em. Especially the cheese ones which have this layer of cheese in the middle. I am in awe of anyone who can do that, get the cheese to be in the centre so that when you can take a bite off any part and it will always give you the yummy, goeey, melty-cheesy feeling in your mouth.
I should speak more about food I feel, I love it so much.