Reflections from the Office: Black and White People and Their Cross Roads

  One more day down
Everybody has those days
Where one soft sweet song's
Just enough to clear my head


Fall on real life
Is anybody left there sane?
If we slide on over and accept fate
Then it's bound to be a powerful thing


If it's just that you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people


One boy head strong
Thinks that living here's just plain
He's pushed down so hard
You can hear him start to sink


And it's one last round of petty conversation
You hold on boy 'cuz
You won't go down like this?
Just roll over
Lay down till it's more than you can take


If it's just that you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people


So one more day down
And everybody's changin'
One soft sweet sound
Is just enough to clear my head


If it's just that you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people


Yeah if you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people

-- Black and White People, Matchbox Twenty (...video here...)

Very appropriate song for the messed up days in the office and personal moral dilemmas. Kind of makes me wonder if all those people on the street below go through the same emotional indecisions as regularly as I do. 

Should things be left to fate and "ghost of a chance"? Do these black and white people have "technicolor dreams"? Do the "headstrong boys" think that "living here's just plain"? Do they get "He's pushed down so hard that you can hear him start to sink"? Is anybody here sane?

The reflections on the window: are these thoughts purely a reflection of my own being, or do they also reflect the image of those outside?

Am I alone in this black and white world of technicolor dreams?

Isn't it kind of appropriate that I shot this on colour film and developed it as black and white? What does that say about my technicolour dreams?

EasyPix 200 Colour film, shot on Olympus 35RC, cross-processed in Rodinal 1+100, 60 min, stand development.