Awhile ago I placed an order for a Big Mac meal via app.
I went back and forth tracking my order through the app and when it said that Delivery was On Its Way I went for our door. I stood there for a good 15 minutes peeping through our peephole.
Nothing. I just stood there waiting. It felt like you were staring out into the world behind a protective barrier. Unmarred by life’s cruel lambasting of your effort to move forward. Drama aside, I was mostly looking forward to surprising the delivery guy by opening the door before he could ring the bell. Unfortunately, my reflexes were not what they used to be and he got to ring first before I could open.
Here’s to hoping you had a more significant evening than mine.
Once in the 4th quarter of the 20th century… Regulus, Denebola, and the other celestial bodies that govern Leo’s formation lit up the heavens to honor the arrival of an infant who would grow trapped in life’s kaleidoscope of pessimism and optimism.
An outdoor enthusiast who struggles to advocate and practice pro-environment initiatives; hoping that he inspires others to make a change for the better of mother Gaia.
A ringmaster in his own world who juggles his caffeine addiction with pizza, pasta, and all that is gastronomically unearthly while barely balancing on a tightrope that is healthy living.
A free thinker and ponderer who hopes to entertain his readers with his wild, far-flung, and unorthodox thought bubble of imagination and ideas with a futile attempt at humor.
A former blogger reborn.