A day in my shoes ...

There's a big black jeep on my back. Tailgating me hard. You have no idea how many bad drivers I run into in a day. A greater part of my time is spent driving around from site to site solving people's problems. All-the-meanwhile, I swirve and swirl trying to avoid your little granny who can hardly see over the wheel and testosterone Bill who thinks passing that extra car makes his penis a little larger.

There's a big black jeep on my back. Tailgating me even harder. He presses but I don't respond. I look back now, wanting to get a good look at my adversary. He's old but still lively. He has a long white beard and is very neatly groomed. His hat is red, lined in white and has a matching coat too.

I can't help but laugh aloud. And it doesn't go unnoticed. He backs off ... he knows the battle is lost too.

I take long showers

While in the shower the other day,
early in the morning,
while all else were asleep,
I thought to myself

Dreams are for those who wake up to achieve them ...

In retrospect, the same probably applies to those who don't spend so much time in the shower.

The Square of Life

How things have changed

A series of seemingly inconsequential microscopic change culminating into the seemingly providential macroscopic order we call "life". If things are not changing, then things are not living.

It has been over two months since I last consistently blogged and already much has changed. 'The Reluctant New Yorker' is now gone. 'Manager Mom' is by invite only ( ... needless to say, I wasn't invited). At first I was rather upset but now I realize it's just life. Change.