Thursday, May 27

Today I like everything:

I like the people cursing at each other in the waiting room outside my office,
I like that homeless man who always says hi to me each morning
I like the sickening smell of their B.O. three days old

I like Enrique Inglesias singing overhead
I like the prospects of this evening in a bar
I like your morning glory as you so delicately put it

I like the deadline and the stress I feel capable handling
I even like the Greater Good today, rare
I like facebook and all your faces and insecurities
I like my insecurites too.

Sometimes, nothing can make a good day bad.  Even Enrique.