Saturday, 5 March 2016

As an observer from my balcony I watch the park across the...













As an observer from my balcony I watch the park across the street. Moms are pushing strollers with meandering two year olds in tow beside. Elderly couples walk hand in hand without conversation just tiny sweet content smiles. Dogs with noses in the air and alert eyes darting around spotting every squirrel. Twenty-somethings in wide brimmed hats and giant sunglasses sitting with cardboard cups of coffee texting away furiously. The voices and the laughter although just moments away seems to be coming from a different place. It has that far away sound as if it were piped in from a parallel universe. I find it all quite calming.

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Wednesday, 2 March 2016

People have always told me I dance to the beat of a different...





People have always told me I dance to the beat of a different drum. I am never quite sure how to take this. Is it this thier way of telling me that I am different and I dont fit in? …and if we assume that everyone is just going around dancing to drums all the time then why the heck would they all even want to dance if it always to the same old drum? …and who is playing my different drum that I appear to always be dancing to? I think I would like to meet that person. 

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