Thousand Words++

I love flickr.com. I can't even comprehend where to begin to express my utter fascination and glorious joy. Search even the commonest of words, the results will blow your mind away. There are images of places, people, sceneries, insects and animals, everything; and such amazing shots, that even when you think you've seen the best, you are continually surprised.
Photographers....are Gods in their own right. Every picture is shockingly beautiful, and yet so simple, pertaining to the mundane......are we commoners blind? I doubt if my eyes can see the beauty of the skies or the calmness of water as meticulously as their lenses capture! Sitting across the computer's screen, I can still feel the Brighton summer, stare rapturously at St. Peter's dome in Vatican, fantasise about living in Florence and count the days until I finally make it to Quebec and Toronto.
The favourites tab in my IE is beginning to bulge, but I'm still dissatisfied, there aren't enough people I've bookmarked, so many pictures I haven't looked at yet, and I don't want to miss a thing....

Feeling Static

He's just pressed the Pause button. He doesn't know why. The one who wanted to run away has just come back from a vacation. And suddenly its not just the sky that's turned blue. Ordinary everyday things irritate him to no end, and he wonders why his firm tolerance has deserted him! Skips everything and everyone, and shuts himself up, a part of him hoping that soon they will notice it and bombard him with queries! But past experience tells him that that isn't a great thing!
Why is he waiting for the world to change?
Nah, he needs to change himself, he knows it, and his utter failure at this exercise has rendered him so cynical and disappointed that he's beginning to believe that there must be something wrong with the world, after all, no man can be so flawed! He's been hoping, waiting for a opportunity to tear him away from his present life and put him away in a bubble where individual independence is not a selfish whim.
What next? Should he extend his reservations in Utopia or snap back to reality?