Okay,I admit it now,I am a sucker for order and I hate surprises,and clowns,for obvious reasons.And at times when staring through space(much of it is sooo obvious since I am living alone,again) I realise sooo much is so wrong in the world and good guys like me end up having to bear the brunt of fate and karma.
I mean,I am a good guy,I greet the eldery,help them with their groceries,I give the packers 20 and 5 cents coins to show my appreciation,I avoid my neighbours,and only make noise when I know they wont hear it,like when they are sleeping,and I am no longer mean to stray animals.So,I am a good guy,but the pressures of the void in our lives messes up even the best laid intentions and plans of harmony and goodwill,and it happens that we get rattled and confused by the noises of a "thousand chariots",only to realise that mere tin men are making our lives miserable and unbearable..
But to digress,I was busy,as bored people always are,setting up the colour schemes of my undies to match with my socks,my pants to pair off with my tie,and my shirt scheme with the colour of my eyes,there it came flying in,messed up my life and everything that I knew and was sure of.And he(hope it was a she) showed me,once again,that when dreams collide with opportunities they do come true.Just that we sleeping most of the time to realise it.
And my schemes for the week were now ruined,Im now wearing my socks mismatched, Ive decided to keep the damn pig as a pet(which my religion strictly forbids) so I show it off to all my envious friends and neighbours,but tell you what,it doesnt make for a good pet,just as unsaid wishes and dreams dont,it doesnt wanna fetch,dont wanna play dead,cant run to the gate to fetch my newspaper and it always drink my beer before I do....
And I kept on thinking to myself;am I really expected to keep it?Is my keeping it gonna give me anything in return?Like regrets and unrealised potential,all I think of was if only it didnt land on my balcony.....
And,you are right,it is never too late to stop living on a staple diet of dreams,wishes and hopes when theres soo much to be achieved and done.I have decided to do what my hand can do at that moment,never put myself under the yoke of other peoples expectations,to love when I can,hate when I cant,cry when I get a chance,laugh always,smile always,and get me a better pet and friends.
And this,my thoughts,are dedicated to friends I made,friends I lost and friends I will make today,and to evrything in between,especially a pork filled scaftin...