October 7, 2006
Since I've been idling about during work hours, I've taken notice to a stopping occurrence. When little kids gets dropped off their perspective school busses, they don't just walk down those rubbery steps. They run down. They come wildly sprinting away into freedom. I even saw one kid come out of there spinning and dancing. And when there's a hill, the number of racing squeals increase. So I wonder, when did I start limping out of work like a zombie. Was it when I starting wearing those pointy heeled shoes adults wear or when I realized people are watching me?