Take a Chance

Abba was playing on mute while I sped browsed through the store deafening my senses with the new Jimmy Eat World single. This is a really cyber-hyper post modern world we live in. Or these people live in. These people who once made things real difficult for me, in my not so humble opinion.

So in a crowded lost city, what are the chances of collision. One in a million and yet it took place. I questioned why God would have it and while I would not encourage anyone to read too much spiritual cosmos into it, I think it is just plain bizzare happening this way. With even an expression priceless in the way it went, etched in my mind the whole day - the one turn off for the year. Enough to light a million angry light bulbs. And I just stole that last line from Jack Johnson.

Jack Johnson bouyed me into the other side of my consciousness and delivered me into the hands of some beautiful images of chinese artifacts for lunch. Good timing and good shopping. Our disappointment with the stress of mordern movies brought us to the outdoor park of music and caffeine. Which was what launched me into some familiar territories that didn't use to cost me that much.

Sarah and I spoke briefly on today's subject matter. And we have so much to catch up on. I miss home already.