Rain over the volcano

... it's going to take another legendary Flood to put off this volcano!

Whenever I find myself feeling down for whatever reason (usually a small one), I find refugee in music and exercise. Rock music and cycling, to be more specific. Somehow, these two elements manage to bring my mind and body to ease. Rock, because its raw rhythms take over the passion that I can't express and burn it for me. Cycling, because , when done properly, it results in such utter exhaustion of my body energy, I will barely find strength to take a quick shower before genuinely collapsing in my XXL size bed..

Damn! I shouldn't have said "quick" before. It's a word that's causing me all too many problems. Because, even at my age, I've gotten used to having/doing/wanting everything done quick. It comes natural to me: like flames, I cannot stop in front of my future victim to admire its beauty before I turn it into ashes: I go straight to the point, hungry as if I hadn't fed for centuries, devouring everything that comes into my way, consuming more of myself into the process then I could ever get back from the force that feeds me and keeps me going on. It's what wise people call "burning your life away"...

And then, there's another side of me, the "social" one, the person other people see and approve, the one who lives the most dull, boring, un-passionate life ever imaginable. Moving at such a slow pace, I really feel I am going backwards, when all I'm actually doing is being "normal"...

But you know what the true beauty of it is? As successful as I might be in saving the appearance of being a "normal" person, I still go on burning. And judging by the quantity of hot lava I've accumulated so far, I could go on burning like this forever... or until for the equivalent of another 2000 years of "normal" human life...