A Trafficker in Climaxes

And there he was, dreaming about the future. It looked bright and right and ready for him. There was no scary mystery to it and it was right around the corner.

Then he woke up and realized that, when you turn that corner, that future you have written and wished for is not always there waiting for you. In fact, it usually isn’t at all what you expected… Around the corner, there’s just another big annoying question mark.

It’s called life.

It’s an excerpt from the second issue of Daytripper. It really says a lot about all these adult-y shit things that I’m going through right now. If you haven’t read the comics, then DO! It’s beautiful and a lot of panels hit the spot. I’ve also started reading Sweet Tooth which is an apocalyptic story that involves kids who were born half-something (pig, mouse, deer, etc). I find apocalyptic stories fascinating. The comics has the whole zombie vibe to it too what with all the corpses lying around deserted streets and stuff. For the first six issues, I’ve noticed that the story is violent (guns and punches!) and gentle (doe eyes!)  at the same time. I know that’s kind of confusing but if you read the comics, you’ll know what I mean.

It’s been a lousy but fun-filled day today. I spent the entire day watching crime TV shows (Castle, The Mentalist). I like The Mentalist more because the whole Sherlock Holmes-y things that Patrick Jayne does are cool and interesting and the role is excellently played by Simon Baker. Besides, I think Castle treats death ever so lightly. I know they’re investing on the humorous/fun angle to mystery/police/detective work but popular music combined with the gory crime scenes just doesn’t appeal to me. Good thing Nathan Fillion makes up for it. Not that it’s totally bad though. It’s cool but the over-all vibe doesn’t work for me.

So yeah, that was my day. I see more dorking out tomorrow and I’m looking forward to it.