Smell of shit in the air

First thing in the morning after i got over the dizziness i was given a doll like toddler named Emma whose diaper needed change ..

The smell of shit lingered throughout the day, and followed me like a faithful friend to the doctor’s office where i got a day off work and a form for the laboratory to check which germs i might have that cause my throat to hurt so much . 

The smell followed me while watching a film and attempting to strangle the coughing so as not to disturb the other viewers while watching a film i have been meaning to watch since i first learned about its existence in Theater studies . “Rashomon” 

The name of the film refers to the enormous, former city gate “between modern day Kyoto and Nara“, on Suzaka Avenue’s end to the South.[4] The term Rashomon effect refers to real-world situations in which multiple eye-witness testimonies of an event contain conflicting information.

The name of the film refers to the enormous, former city gate “between modern day Kyoto and Nara“, on Suzaka Avenue’s end to the South.[4] The term Rashomon effect refers to real-world situations in which multiple eye-witness testimonies of an event contain conflicting information.

As i write i watch a young mother sit with two young girls, about 8 years old, and she looks at her mobile phone , she orders food, what ever happened to mothers who cook ? My own mother would never allow us to eat out, and this woman orders eggs and a salate for three people instead of going home and frying eggs and cutting some tomatoes and cucumbers. 

I have witnessed quite a few families dining outside and i wonder how can anyone afford to eat out when salaries are so low ?

Miracles must make this frivolous life style to continue and as i watch i am determined not to judge. Night falls and i must return to my dogs and take care of their needs. 

Tomorrow i will not have a work place to rush to in the morning and i can cough in the safety of my own home and not have to constantly keep toddlers busy and beg them to let a parent go or to say sorry for another toddler they had hit. 

I think i have had enough of the peaceful atmosphere for toddlers and i need some peace myself, i need to make this limited life last, and i do not have extra time to waste on building blocks with two year olds and changing diapers  .

I am sick of working with young women the age of my daughter who have a mobile phone as a constant companion as they message their loved ones, and with whom i have absolutely NOTHING in common .

I was a smart kid, like one or two of the kids there, i could do puzzles and in fact i tested as gifted around the time school began and had trouble as a result fitting in which still plagues me as i have to deal with less intelligent beings who simply dont understand me. 

I really should use my mind and do something , something i was meant to be doing and not become brain dead , not just yet.

About seagullsea

a seagull flying over the great ocean of life observing.
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