Looking back, I am certain.

Yes, it was a spring day, my junior year of high school.

My physics teacher explained the Second Law of Thermodynamics. And entropy.

That notion of order into chaos. No matter how “organized” we are.

And I never cleaned my room again.

Because, why? Work smarter, not harder, right?

Chaos is the ultimate state. And life is too short to keep doing things that don’t bring you energy, inspiration, or orgasm.

Always remember that. Fuck without a rubber.

Death always seems to come for you whether you are machine or organic, entropy seem to always win.

Maybe that's the lesson we all need to learn before it’s too late. Time is precious to us and we need to live and love while we can still do so.

What i'm listening to:

Return of the Mack
Mark Morrison
Return of the Mack