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Monday, 17 November 2014

MY TAKE ON A "ZOMBIE" APOCALYPSE, kind of

Soсially developed common sense tells us drinking is ok when things go right - we call it celebrating.
When things go wrong you drink and call it mourning.
Drinking a couple of "Zombies" when things don't go anywhere leaves you kind of lost at the amount of possible ways to be looking at it.
I've started reaching for a drink to have fun with my friends instead of meaningful conversations, to laugh at the smallest stuff instead of opening up about "what's stopping me" or "tearing me apart", and the awful part of it is that I know they do the same. Important stuff is so rarely spoken about, though I never found it difficult. When did it start being difficult? When did hushing things up become a norm among friends? I seem to have missed the moment when we became so apathetic when it comes to real shit. And real shit has actually come over the course of the last year and a half.
The point I'm trying to make is... I guess, I shouldn't drink zombie cocktails, or hell knows what.
girl with a mojito cocktail
a parody of a mojito serving me company last summer