Ya Kun

Kaya Toast since 1944. Screw the French fries, we've got The Sock!

Brilliant marketing slogan. I must say I'm impressed with the pseudo-museum wall mount that quite aptly delivered the attitude. Nostalgia is in the house. I mean, Polos are in for crying out loud. Gone were the days of Kylie but now she's back and so are we Gen-Xers. I should be so lucky to live to see this day, not that I am a has-been.

So how do i move away from the popular? Or maybe I am one who doesn't? Screw them, I'll get the money on the table, that's what. A boy with a light on his face looking out the window. An image etched in the mind of a man who spoke to me earlier in the week. A man in whom I put my trust. A friend I can trust.

Just the other night, a couple of us in seperate moments bemused on the fact that most of us are the either the end of our chapter and/or beginning another. Ten year blocks are the way to go. Some of us will be writers, filmmakers, grammy winners, pastors, evangelists, teachers of the new world. This is our time, our place to claim. This is our life, our stories yet to commit onto paper.

Wait up, don't go too far into the woods. For love has yet to change the world, yet to change you. It may be overcast for a season, but abundance awaits the one who finishes the fire walk. I must not preach to cloud your mind, so I will stop and believe.

Get well soon, the legacy is beginning.

cjt