Monotonous, repetitive, slow motion.

The 20th century created gadgets, cars, and machines no longer exciting, but rather bore.

emptied of nostalgia, emptied of romance, of romanticism, they move forward, backward, slow.

You follow one playground into another, from childhood to adulthood, in search. They no longer excite and no longer do they carry the same meaning. You learn you are not alone with this feeling, and that bores you to death even more. Slow death it is called, but it doesn’t scare you, but rather bore.

No one set you on fire, rather fire was born in you, you carried it with you all of this time.