Peels

Where I live, sidewalks are an after thought, and I am the anomaly.  Today, a school bus didn't move over for me as I squeezed between 3 mailboxes.  I can't blame the bus really, I have no argument for walking down a road, against traffic.  I mean, I should drive that 1/2 mile to work, gain weight and become unhappy like the rest of the world.

A friend asked me, how do you do it?  How do you do it, be unhappy and keep going, keep at it.  I guess maybe it's like there a series of levees or failed metaphors.  Maybe it's just that I have the power of dismissiveness at my fingertips.  To take something in and cast it aside.  To litter the world with bad ideas, and jerks.

It's banana peels all the way down.