Neo-angsty
A day which consisted of an odd combination of very nasty circumstances and very nice people.
What does one do when one is deluged with paradoxes and emotional confusion?
Eat chocolate, naturally.
Someone once commented that idleThinK is depressingly happy, so there is a neo-angsty post for you :)
Listened to John Williams and idly wondered whether people would eventually run out of bestselling spine-chillingly beautiful tunes. Surely with 12 basic notes on a one-octave scale, even with different pitches, the possibility space of good tunes (or even just tunes) is finitely limited.
Then again, there are only 26 letters in the alphabet, and brilliant literature is endless.
Nauseatingly cheesy romance novels are endless, too. More's the pity.