Saturday, August 1, 2009

Mooooooooo

I feel somewhat bovine. I just came back from an errand in town and had to drive myself (sob, sob).

You know how cows move? They tend to meander across the pasture, without a care about the cows at the back, stop when they want to, slow down, speed up, turn left, turn right at whim? Well, that's how Malaccan's drive. They have no notion of which lane is the fast lane, signal knob and the back mirror are just where they hang decorations or amulets.

In order to practice zen life, I have to suit their pace instead of screaming &*^&%$#% and racking up my blood pressure.

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