Monthly archive for March 2014

Friday’s thoughts

I go to the coffee shop as I don’t like my office. I like the feeling of freedom of being outside of constraints, watching the people. The lady at the counter, who is upset with the bus driver. She has more words per second than a Gatling gun. She has a ring on her finger with a ‘stone’ (I doubt it is a stone – and yes I made a judgement) at least 4cm across. If it were real, you and a small African nation would never have to work again. But it’s not real. Then there is the man

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