The Usual Life

Another day. Another round of elections. Another set of officers.

Sometimes I wonder where all this is leading to. You go to work, you take care of the kids, then they grow up and go to work and take care of their own kids. Your own parents build memories and so do you. And so do your children.

You go through your life writing, erasing, re-writing, flicking away the eraser bits...

And then what?

Oh well. That's what happens to me when I look at things like "The Industorius Clock" (sic).

[ First posted on 07/16/2002 by Manuel Viloria ]