Monday, November 10, 2008

Crazies on the Street

7:00 a.m. I'm walking my dog up Chestnut Street and down Congress Street. Our pace is slow as we make our way inevitably to Starbucks.

As we walk, I have a smile on my lips and a song in my heart. Actually, the smile and song keep changing places as I burst out whistling. It is a beautiful morning.

After a few minutes I stop whistling and my smile fades. I've just started looking around. I take a census over the next couple of blocks. The only people smiling are those off their meds. Once more I'm reminded that a chipper morning mood is the clearest sign of insanity.

Nuts. At least I have a day of drudgery and toil to which I can look forward. That should bring me down a couple of notches.

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