clock hands travel.

I sat waiting - yesterday, today. Did you know the minute hands don't move on the clock when you are physcially staring at them. And the doctors and the nurses, all their faces begin to look the same and sound the same. Its like some strange version of a weird sci-fi movie.

She had surgery, it was a simply procedure and in truth she is dead from the neck down (as she says) but it was to pull the innards upwards. Leaking is a bitch apparently and really rather smelly. She breezed through but the clock, that clock is a motherfucker.

I was out on the highway again right after dropping the children off, one was wheezing and the other complained of a bellyache - some days school is my enemy. But they were off and of course were fine. But the drive, the traffic, it sucks. I lived on the turnpike, 408 and I4 there was just no way around anything.

It makes you wonder what people are thinking when they drive. The radios playing, many cell phones out. Who really wants to be on the cell phone right away?