What is it your hear? Silence again. The oppressive silence of depressing thoughts, and why now? No, the reason isn't emo-related. Much, much worse; election-related.

Denmark ends up with another period where a consortium of right-wing nuts get the power to veto practically any sensible proposal that might occur at any point.

Result? I'm pretty much drowning all my sorrows in computer games, movies and books? Result? I get no homework done. Result? Eh... It's not on my current list of priorities to work out.
Besides there are other things to notice.

Denmark saw its first dose of snow this part of the year, and it feels odd to think that one year back I was out there on a heavy bicycle delivering mail and commercials to people. Well, I don't really miss having to face the frost before 6 a.m. in the morning. The darkness wears me down - but makes me think a bit...

Think of how much that never happens because people don't act. Sometimes in the train you smile at a stranger, and the person smiles back. But for some reason you don't start talking... You might be too tired. You might be too scared. You might not really want to... But it annoys me when I want to talk but am feeling too tired to do it. It has nothing to do with some stupid attempt at learning everything about the person in question because that's impossible, but maybe, just maybe that individual has something interesting to say. Maybe something you'll find yourself thinking or smiling about on the way home.
We all have something to offer each other, even if it's just a little thing, but it's those precious things that are sometimes a pity to waste.

And that's my tuppence of pseudo-philosophy for the night.
Just remember, there's no sense crying over spilled napalm.