That's the part that makes it fun.

 

This is my 4,128^th Monday
        (Counting this one)

 

The things I have to show for it are many and quite diverse.  There is a long line of grumpy bosses strewn across my working life, that for whatever reason found me annoying.  A good number of pocket watches that failed to work shortly after I bought them.  An assortment of automobiles that broke, stalled or fell apart for no other reason than that’s what they were designed to do.  There are several albums of photographs that have lasted longer than those in the pictures.  There are small bits and fragments of knowledge that educators at the time through were important.  They were not.  There are degrees on the wall that reflect money not so well spent, and there are scars that show where repairs were made by doctors who spent more for their degrees.

 

 This has been a simple reflection, as I look down into the puddle that's been my life.  Perhaps a little murky at times, but keep in mind, I had a tendency to splash around a bit.  You know, stir things up.

ZC