Just the little things

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This pretty picture is my ¾ eaten lunch. Soup of the day was Red Peas soup. Sorry I demolished it before even thinking about taking a photo

Now to most of you non-west Indian individuals this might look a little gross. But shyt to me it’s a likkle piece a yaaad.

I was thinking about that as I was eating it and It made me think about just the little shyt I tend to take for granted. Picture life in a world with no Red Peas Soup. So the thought of the day like the soup of the day is:

Cherish what you got coz tomorrow it might be gone.

Still trying to catch my second wind

Dear Diary,

I’m not sure what my Job Security is like here. Everything just seems
so dismal and I’m in a position that presents a challenge, I’d say it’s
the biggest professional challenge I’ve ever had to face. Should
things not pan out the way I plan, I don’t really think I’ll  have a plan
B. Everyone I know is going through tough times. The “haves” worry
about losing and the “have nots”  worry about finding (which in today’s
harsh reality is least likely). I’ve been like this since the
beginning of the year and at some point, I’d made the decision not to let
things bother me.  But as the days progress I find myself just operating
in the capacity of a robot. I could use a serious break even if it
doesn’t seem like it. On the upside an old crush re-emerged. She’s
kinda quirky and I like that about her. She’s so carefree and it’s as
if she has not a care in the world. I can’t say that I blame her, because
at this point she’s already worked to attain so much and It’s quite
impressive. She’s a far cry from the sub-par females I’ve subjected
myself to lately. Classy chick, London-born with 2 degrees under he
belt. I’m not a gold-digger but it feels nice to run into someone who
has their shit together. It’s inspiring to say the least.

Unusual Shit…

Last night I had this dream. I saw a navy blue Nissan Altima 2008 parked outside my house. The back door was caved in along with the compartment that houses the gas tank. The car literally looked as if it had been hit with an IED in Iraq. So this morning, I get up and head to work. On my way I run into traffic due to an accident. As I’m driving past the scene I look up at the vehicle on the truck to notice it’s the car in my dream.

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