Somebody exploded an H-bomb today But it wasn't anybody I knew

Nothing happened today. And if anything did, I’d rather not talk about it, because I didn’t understand it.

— Roberto Bolaño pic.twitter.com/bMOP3Am2a3

— Kati (@ArsEstHabitus) May 1, 2020

Reminds me of a line from an old Moody Blues song which I found humorously meaningful at sixteen. Kind of still do a few years later. Line is at the end.


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Dear Diary
by The Moody Blues

Dear Diary, what a day it's been
Dear Diary, it's been just like a dream
Woke up too late, wasn't where I should have been
For goodness sake
What's happening to me?
Write lightly, yours truly, dear Diary

It was cold outside my door
So many people by the score
Rushing around so senselessly
They don't notice there's people like me
Write lightly, yours truly, dear Diary

They don't know what they're playing
No, they've no way of knowing what the game is
Still they carry on
Doing what they can
Outside me, impolitely, dear Diary

It's over, will tomorrow be the same?
I know that they're really not to blame
If they weren't so blind then surely they'd see
There's a much better way for them to be
Inside me, yours truly, dear Diary

Dear Diary, it was cold today
But the sun came out later
So I went out and strolled about looking at the shops
Didn't really see anything I liked so I didn't buy anything
On the way home I posted a letter
Been quite a nice day
Somebody exploded an H-bomb today
But it wasn't anybody I knew