Pride and Joy

The mother of excess is not joy but joylessness. That was Nietzsche: la madre del exceso no es el gozo, sino la ausencia de gozo.

Something similar occurred to me these days of holidays. I ain't been able to enjoy, not even watching The Godfather I and II over again, and planning to watch the third one today or tomorrow.

My brain's been probably too occupied lately, too busy processing useless information. That's what happens when you have all the information at your fingertips. You start to forget, not because you forget, but because you can't appreciate it.

With excess comes joy, and after joy, there's loneliness, and questions.