tales from an ordinary world

2000-02-16

One of the more impossible things I've seen in my life happened this morning - an ambulance trying to make its way through Manhattan traffic.

There's an odd vibe in the air today. People seem slightly more on edge. We walk a bit faster, avoiding the people. Up the street, a heap of Kozmo delivery guys gather on the street with their nice branded coats and bright orange bags, ready to deliver...whatever...within the hour. We saw a delivery guy on the subway this morning, with a slightly nervous, hunted look in his eyes. Perhaps time was running out ?

There's so much I want to do, in various arty kind of ways. I just don't know where to start. And it's hard to focus on one particular idea at a time. I need something to clarify it all, much like one of those Zen bells - A clear piercing sound, that melts it all away.

Dip my head in the water. I want to breathe anew. Let me see with new eyes, feel with new antennae. But leave my ears - my ears will stay the same, always.