Blue...

Today I have no clue what to write about, but yet i feel the need to write.. Strange isn't it? Well perhaps it isn't, after a isolated weekend one might find the need to talk to the outside world, yet not being sure of what to say...
I feel blue, which is a strange word, why blue? I mean blue means sad, but why the hell, wouldn't grey make more sense? I mean when you see blue you see the sky, thus the sun is out, thus happy day. Grey would be no sun. Anyway, just a randon thought that crossed my mind.
Back on track i do feel blue, and I have beenfeeling blue for a while now, but a secluded weekend just showed me how blue I feel. My girlfriend is in portugal for the weekend, and honestly she has been a positive in my life, more than I figured. So lonelyness is good to figure stuff out, but if you aren't very happy what do you do? Change, well change is just a word, change what? I mean you can change for worst so that you appreciated how good you have it, or just randomly change and see where that leeds you. The thing is, if you are smart you know the answers to change, and they are not better, so what do you do in such a case? Yes i am rambling, sorry for the non rambling type readers.
Is it possible to have a mid life crisis at 28? Well at least a lost crisis...
Anyways here is a nice little song from the past...


Yo listen up here's a story
About a little guy that lives in a blue world
And all day and all night and everything he sees
Is just blue like him inside and outside
Blue his house with a blue little window
And a blue corvette
And everything is blue for him and hisself
And everybody around
Cos he ain't got nobody to listen to

I'm blue da ba dee da ba die...

I have a blue house with a blue window.
Blue is the colour of all that I wear.
Blue are the streets and all the trees are too.
I have a girlfriend and she is so blue.
Blue are the people here that walk around,
Blue like my corvette, it's standing outside.
Blue are the words I say and what I think.
Blue are the feelings that live inside me.

I'm blue da ba dee da ba die...

I have a blue house with a blue window.
Blue is the colour of all that I wear.
Blue are the streets and all the trees are too.
I have a girlfriend and she is so blue.
Blue are the people here that walk around,
Blue like my corvette, it's standing outside.
Blue are the words I say and what I think.
Blue are the feelings that live inside me.

I'm blue da ba dee da ba die...

Inside and outside blue his house
With the blue little window and a blue corvette
And everything is blue for him and hisself
And everybody around cause he aint got
Nobody to listen to

I'm blue da ba dee da ba die...

I'm blue (if I was green I would die)