Summerish crises

Summerish crises: (copy-paste from dictionary.reference.com) "cri-sis [krahy-sis] noun, plural -ses /-siz/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[-seez]

1.	a stage in a sequence of events at which the trend of all future events, esp. for better or for worse, is determined; turning point.

2.	a condition of instability or danger, as in social, economic, political, or international affairs, leading to a decisive change.

3.	a dramatic emotional or circumstantial upheaval in a person's life.

4.	Medicine/Medical. a. the point in the course of a serious disease at which a decisive change occurs, leading either to recovery or to death. b. the change itself.

5.	the point in a play or story at which hostile elements are most tensely opposed to each other."

It's sumer! I'm surrounded by light, warmth, sound... and a lot of uncertainty. In the recent past I've seen a lot of people (also people I know) acting, living, following their (?) lifelong-plan. It was all so devoid of all (or at least an important part of) logic! I was stunned. It seems that I am quite a logical person, with no long-term plan whatsoever. My logic is simple: do I like it? then Let's do it! or... Fuck that! Of course there are the things that you MUST do, endure, go through... Why? Who are these bad people that are MAKING YOU do stuff? Why do you let them? For social inclusiveness? or maybe another abstract notion you strive for.

"What do you do when you know something is bad for you and you still can't let go?" Why do you fall in love, why do you get addicted, why can't you stop anything that you might be doing, why are you sick just because they say so? Whatever the reasons, we all do it. Each for their own reasons. And we love and hate ourselves for this. Another thing that we all have in common: we all get suffocated by that! "Every time I try to grasp for air I am smothered in despair, It's never over, over! It seems I'll never wake from this nightmare. I let out a silent prayer: Let it be over, over! Inside I'm screaming, begging, pleading no more!"

Why do we have the power to begin doing all these things, but it seems that nobody has the power to stop them? And, given the road that we walk on, why don't they choose on which side of the road they should walk. And even if they do, why do you commit to that side only? Change or die (of boredom)!!! "Every step I take leads to one mistake: I keep going right back to the one thing that I need [...] To walk away from!"

Don't ever travel. Not unless you know how to enjoy it and know that you can get out of this train at any station. Don't ever go back home! Not until you can also call this place "Home!" Don't ever give up! Only do it when it has a meaning in itself, when it means doing something, not stopping to do something. Laugh and run, but always expect to choke while doing that!
Enjoy your summer as I enjoy my summerish crises.

Food for thought: what is the difference between people who listen to music in a low volume and those who do it with a (very) high volume?