Time-Space Confusion

Confusion was upon me once again when I realised I must be lost in the time-space continuüm somehow. All of a sudden we're knee-deep in November, the world's population is at 7 billion souls, political and scientific malpractice are suddenly a public matter (instead of hiding in the backrooms of society). But even though it's all out in the open now, it feels like we've shed a little too much light on the matter, like an over-exposed lens. It remains a little bit of a lyric by Tom Smith of Editors (ill-reputed I know, but their first album was great):

Look at us through the lens of a camera
Does it remove all of our pain?
If we run, they'll look in the back room
where we hide all of our secrets

With one big swoop (ta-dah!) we've uncovered some of the rotten intestines of human behaviour. Can't say I didn't see it coming at all, but admittedly it turned out to be more depressing than I would've guessed.

Meanwhile, it just feels like I've been missing out on all these events as they developed. As if they just appeared out of thin air. In the blink of an eye I've turned 24, we're cheating with daylight savings time and all that again. Somehow I've landed on page two-hundred-something of a book I never started to read. I just fell right in the middle of it.

So what the fuck is going on here? How did we get in such a weird mess?