If I see an ankle bracelet on a European tourist, does this mean that they are making a comeback and about to take the US by storm? I am scared.
Riding the express train makes me feel like I am actually time traveling. Because I AM. It puts me ahead of where I would have been if I had gotten on the local instead and places me where I would exist in time had I been running 5 minutes earlier. I am literally riding my life in fast forward and making up for lost time. It is amazing to think about and drives me almost as insane as that awful Gwyneth Paltrow movie "Sliding Doors." At least I am optimistic that my outcome will not be the exact same awful endings as hers.
Taking care of infants is painful and can make one go prematurely gray. This may seem obvious to some, but when my (now 11 mth old!) brother gets hurt under my watch, even if it is the result of my catching him in my arms in order to avoid him suffering a potentially worse fall, I feel like the most despicable human being alive and hate myself. For days.
Dogs are the sweetest, most faithful and loving beings on this planet. Especially mine. You can never be mad at them for waking you up at 4 am with kisses. Even when it happens again at 6 am. They love you so much that they fly down hallways to be near you, just to sleep at the foot of your bed and watch over you. That, my friends, is love.
I refuse to play games. And it's working :)
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