The Dutch word for dull or boring is ‘saai’, which is pronounced like the English ‘sigh’.

O, how I loathe thee —

When you touch me, I feel the need to shower twice a day.

No longer can I sleep.

I wake up in the middle of the night, remembering your presence.

I must clothe my body with thick garments, so you are not tempted

To enter me.

You make me sick. You make my friends sick.

Why do others love you so?

Dizzy, weak and frail am I with you.

I can’t go outside. I only want to live, breathe, enjoy life.

But you have taken that all away from me.

O, how I loathe thee —

Winter.

I have Fauré’s Cantique de Jean Racine stuck in my head right now. And when I have songs stuck in my head the only cure is to go on YouTube and immerse myself in itself. Looking at comments, someone on there wrote that everyone should hear that piece once in their lives, and I must agree. Just beautiful.

To think Fauré was my age when he composed it makes me feel a little under-accomplished in life. That happen whenever I see kids the same age as me actually making something of their lives. Like that Tomic dude. Plays tennis brilliantly AND scores a hot older woman. What a babe.