Diary of a Lone Commuter {May 10th, 2015}

Summer is officially here; it's been confirmed by my wifebeater. It's now completely glued to my semi-fleshed back that is sweating nonstop, which is downright repulsive. I don't remember whether I have mentioned anything before in these entries about how much I hate summer, but even if I have, I'd like to emphasize: I fucking abhor summer.

To be fair, though, this bus I'm on is worsening the problem. It's so ancient that it might break down at any given moment. So, having the air conditioner turned on is just a pipe dream. That's why it amazes me that the majority of people prefer summer over winter; you can easily overcome cold by wearing a jacket or a thick blouse plus a jacket if it's extremely cold, but on really hot days, you'd never cool off even if you're wearing nothing but your underwear. Almost every mundane activity is ten times better and more enjoyable in winter than it is in summer: eating, sleeping, walking...dreaming!

There's a truly alarming sign about our male society that I've noticed lately and it's evident in the bus, too. Men's individuality is almost extinct! As I look at the passengers, I see frightening similarities between them in terms of appearance. One lazy motherfucker couldn't endure the hardship of shaving his beard daily or every couple of days, and now it's a "cool" trend to just let it grow shabbily. More than 90% of all guys I see on a daily basis have the same look: shabby beard, short hair drenched in gel or wax, huge sunglasses even if it's cloudy and a poorly ironed, not-fully-buttoned shirt. Grow a distinct character for fuck sake. I know that outer appearances shouldn't be that important and that focus should rather be on the inside of those young men, but based on my 25-year experience with the males of my society, their inside is even less versatile than their outside. Once everyone starts growing his hair and shaving his beard regularly, I'll make sure to get my hair cut and grow my beard to remain distinguishable. It's really one of my wildest nightmares to be typical.

I was supposed to buy a car by the end of last month, but the purchase has been postponed to the end of this month due to financial reasons. I'm still a bit sad that I won't be able to write these entries any more, but that sadness will tail off when my car starts saving me effort and time; and the latter is priceless at this phase of my life.
That's it for today...
Peace.