Taming Life

October 3, 2007

taminglife.jpgTonight after work, I got a image of me riding a wild stallion, as if I were trying to break its’ wildness and make it a domestic creature. I squeeze and ride him the entire day, he bucks, roars up and runs too and fro trying to throw me from my game and by dusk I feel overly spent. It reminds me of a cartoon, where the sheep dogs guard the flock with all their might all the while Wile E Coyotee attempts vainlessly to gain his next meal. Then at dusk they punch a time clock and a new set of characters step in to fill their shoes. This scene is clearly a parallel to my daily routine. I fight the good fight, check out, go home, veg then do it all over again.


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