Random rants. Let’s try that.

 

 

That scent.

 

The low tone of voice, comforting, patient,….. shall I say loving?

 

Not successful thus far.

 

Negativity at work.

 

What is it that inspires me? Learning. Teaching. Sharing. Let’s go back to that.

 

Still unsuccessful.

 

Twelve dead baby cockroaches. Seven of which are very fat. And not to mention the ants.

 

Focus.

 

No, scatter.

 

When was the last time you smiled?

 

Smile. Tomorrow will be smile day.

 

Maybe I should write a play. Title: twelve baby cockroaches.

 

Bad things are happening because you are not holding enough of the good. Say your graces, child.