Night People

I find myself in a weird haze this morning. Perhaps it is due to the fact that I have not slept since 7 am the previous day and I'm on my way to work for a 1 am start but who knows. While driving into work at this ridiculous hour I'm noticing that the commute has a strange feeling to it, almost as if things are moving in slow motion. The cars on the road seem to march forward in a lackadaisical manner with no real commitment to get to their destination. Their drivers seem calm and absorbed into whatever talk radio or music station stimulates their brain matter, even I now realize that I myself am in no real hurry. There is no pressing need to steamroll through the non existent grid that is rush hour traffic, no blaring horns or sirens to mark the passage of raised blood pressure.

Wondering what other differences I might find in these modern day vampires I decide to take an alternate route through the city. It's weird to think that while the majority of the population is sound asleep there is another city that is bustling to and fro in it's own manner, almost as if there are two different versions of Seattle. As I make my way through the city streets I'm amazed to see that stores are open, coffee houses are serving and businesses are going on as if the sun and the normal calender week have no meaning to them. I see that with everyone I pass there is a reoccurring trait, nobody seems hurried or stressed. Perhaps the reduction of people continuously pushing forward has a positive effect on us.

What quality of life does one who lives in the dark hours of day have? How does the social interaction differ from that of the average person? What kind of a psychological toll would reintegration to the normal daily grind have on these individuals?

While tossing these thoughts back and forth in the back of mind I begin to wonder if we are packing ourselves in too tightly, are we so accepting of the cattle like mentality that we are losing the focus on our basic needs? Do we as a species need more space and time then we are allowing ourselves to keep a level head?

Fancy a shag?

I find myself once again perplexed at how quick we silly monkey's can pass judgment on others without the slightest hesitation, and yet feel an injustice when we ourselves are judged.

Today I had the unpleasant misfortune to bare witness to such an episode of which can only be described as a regression to the 50's "Woman in the kitchen" mentality. Ive never been able to understand why in some peoples eyes boobs equal inferior, as if the addition of fatty tissue and glands somehow reduces ones ability to reason. As if it somehow restricts the mental process that allows functionality in the work place.

When will we the male population come to realize that woman Can and Are doing the same jobs equally or better then us. Is it our own insecurities driving this movement of segregation and intolerance?

It's nearly 11pm now and I sit here wondering..Do I go in tomorrow and fight the good fight? Do I continue to let circumstance carry on as if its not really my problem? Should she be left to deal with it herself?

Who speaks for those with no voice?

Rain Drops

While rubbing the sleep from my eyes and heading for the shower this morning I had a moment of pause. I came to the realization that on most days I don't notice the rain, this morning however it was at the forefront of my mind. I sat a moment and just listened and it was comforting. Rather then go about my morning in the usual drone like manner that most of us do at 5 am I decided that I'd have breakfast and some coffee.

While enjoying my coffee and staring out the window I started to think about how fast paced life is these days and how little we really take a moment to stop and enjoy "Simple" things. These musings brought me back to my childhood where everything was care free and the pace was much slower. Where did the big change occur? Was it a single event or a string of events that changed my perception of how I should be making my way through life? How might things have been different had I taken the time to really enjoy the journey?

With these thoughts in my mind I decided that if for nothing else Today was going be different, call it an experiment of sorts. Today I'm going to walk when I feel I should run, I'm going to acknowledge when I might normally have ignored. Today I'm going to enjoy every moment as if its the last and see what difference I might experience from my normal daily grind.

To think some people don't like the rain....