Plictiseala. Am auzit de ea si am intalnit-o doar de cateva ori, in treacat. Apare de obicei cand sunt pusa in situatia de a asculta ceva sau pe cineva cu care nu rezonez si nu gasesc portite de iesire. Nu fizice, caci mintea are mereu cheia catre taramul celor mai interesante expeditii: Lumea Fantasia sau, cum i-am spune noi, Imaginatia.

Cum se poate ajunge in Fantasia? Unde trebuie sa te afli ca sa poti trece dincolo? Cat de dificile sunt obstacolele de trecut?

Ei bine, este simplu si poti pleca de oriunde oricand. Important este sa deschizi ochii si sa lasi mintea sa se joace. Iata un exemplu:

Paranteza: Yann Tiersen este unul dintre artistii cei mai dragi mie si visez sa il vad in concert. Videoclipul redefineste ideea de spatiu inchis si ne prezinta garsoniera-simfonie. Versurile, frumoase dar melancolice, par a fi din alt film:

(Yann Tiersen – chant : Dominique)

Anyway, i can try anything it’s the same circle that leads to

nowhere and i’m tired now.
anyway, i’ve lost my face, my dignity, my look,

all of these things are gone and i’m tired now.
but don’t be scared, i found a good job and i go to work every day

on my old bicycle you loved.
i’m pilling up some unread books under my bed

and i really think i’ll never read again.
no concentration, just a white disorder everywhere around me,

you know i’m so tired now.
but don’t worry i often go to dinners and parties with some old friends

who care for me, take me back home and stay.
mochrome floors, monochrome walls, only abscence near me,

nothing but silence around me.
monochrome flat, monochrome life, only abscence near me,

nothing but silence around me.
sometimes i search an event or something to remember,

but i’ve really got nothing in mind.
sometimes i open the windows and listen people walking in the down streets.

there is a life out there.
but don’t be scared, i found a good job and i go to work every day

on my old bicycle you loved.
anyway, i can try anything it’s the same circle that leads to

nowhere and i’m tired now.
anyway, i’ve lost my face, my dignity, my look,

all of these things are gone and i’m tired now.
but don’t be scared, i found a good job and i go to work every day

on my old bicycle you loved.
mochrome floors, monochrome walls, only abscence near me,

nothing but silence around me.
monochrome flat, monochrome life, only abscence near me,

nothing but silence around me.