“Your face looks like someone hit with a tree branch,” Madam Monkeyfoot inquired.”
I’m feeling a lot of love today,” The Vehicle responded sarcastically. “ I am juggling work and the more I work the more it plies up.”
“Maybe you need to step back, enjoy the moment.”
“I don’t have time for the moment.”
“Clone.”
“What?”
“Drone?”
“What?”
“Zombie?”
“Excuse me?”
“Stop acting like a clog in the machine. You know better. You are so busy stepping to a rhythm that has nothing to do with you that you are losing touch. You need to give your self quiet time, shut down from the noises of the world.”
“And you can just float around in my head and download when it is convenient.”
“I am busy but that’s not the issue. Your frustrations are sending bad vibes. And it is disturbing my tranquility.”
“And I need to be four people to complete this task.”
“Be aware. Be alert. When was the last time you hugged a tree, stop for a moment and caught a breeze and imagined it was a lover’s touch? When was the last time you notice the fragrance of flower instead of the smell of corporate bullshit. I know it pays the bill but it doesn’t have to own your mind. Don’t be a slave to time.”
“A man’s got to eat.”
“Yes, but what are you eating?”
“I am busy.”
“Running around like a chicken without its head. You need to feel the sun on your face. Artificial lighting is shutting down your thought process.”
“I have to work. Not everyone can inherit millions or have that last name which will open doors.”
“Did you wake up to become a zombie?”
“Some days aren’t so great you know.”
“Is this one of those three hanky moments? Let me get a chair and a bowl of popcorn.”
“Okay, I get it. I’m taking a walk.”
“And be present when you’re walking; not every where else. There is enough traffic jams with people not paying attention to where their thoughts are going.”
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