Because Rockaway beach got closed down today due to sharks in the water, and we see tendencies of the turn-of-the-century male fashion being challenged by the more casual tropical look. Although we love beards, nothing beats the cocktail lounge feeling of hawaiian shirts, a moustache and tanned legs. Or maybe it is simply the overwhelming feeling of summer that is getting to us.

Because nobody is better at living life than you are. And we just realized that it is not realistic to be realistic. The universe simply knows so much more than you do, and by thinking you've taking everything into account is simply foolish.

Because the girls are going to Barcelona, and for some reason beach life, backstage, beer and boys in bands, seem slighty more appealing than a new membership at the video store and rainy days of Sweden.

Daydreaming of Pacific islanders is much more easy at hand since we've entered the winter darkness. And you remind us of a guy we once liked. We had been living a block from each other on the same street for sixteen years and never met. When we finally did meet it seemed like a done deal, Rubik's cubes and all, but apparently that's not how it works.