4 slender lines of bumper-to-bumper traffic, nerves uncooling within the air-conditioned boxes – sometimes it is better to be stuck in a massive jam for 20 minutes then to be zipped past the buildings in boring familiarity.
A colleague asked, “Do you blog?” I am unsure. Does she want to know if I blog like what the newspapers have portrayed? Or like what I remember it to be?
As I unpacked a time capsule (shipped from Nottingham 3 years ago), the cards and letters from people I have gotten to know through the web are really amazing. Not discounting what is going on now (given the little information I have), as a true Cancerian, I believe we had it better.
Do you remember how it used to be?