July 5th, 2006

Bruce, Caroline

Why Not? My First Live Journal Entry

So why does a guy with no discernible life start a Live Journal? This question has plagued me for seconds now, and in all that vast amount of time, I have not come up with a remotely good answer, so I'll give up on that and just go ahead and post to my Live Journal ... which, if I read my screen correctly, is what I'm doing anyway. I'm on holidays now from work, and have decided to just take two weeks to have no real plans. Don't you wish you were me? Or maybe you wish you were *with* me ... I'd buy the pizza.
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Bruce, Caroline

Waiting

Has it ever occurred to anyone just how much of our life we spend waiting, waiting, waiting? We wait for the bus; we wait for our ride; we wait for someone to show up; we wait for friends to decide where they want to go for dinner; we wait for visitors to arrive; we wait for the clock to show 4:30 so we can leave the office.

And as blind person, I find there are always other things I'm waiting for too: I wait for the person who said they'd go grocery shopping with me; I wait to get a package redirected to my office so I won't have to go to the out-of-the-way postal outlet; I wait for a book I want to read from teh library for the blind. I wonder how much more packed our lives would be if we weren't waiting for people, things or decisions.

Does this stuff only occur to me? I await your answer.
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