Flying Reflexes

Time’s fun when you’re having flies. I know. So cliché. But it’s true – any way you say it. It’s like fleas: if you search for ’em, you’ll find ’em. Same thing goes for flaws: searching for those, you’ll find ’em, too. But the sad thing is that, half of the time, you don’t even know how fun the time is until it’s gone. This past week has been extremely busy and a lot of fun, but it flew! Wow, it flew. But that’s a good thing because we can’t live this life twice. Everyone is allotted the same number of seconds per day whether you are Moses, Michael Jordan, or old Mr. Jones down the street.


Sometimes I think other drivers believe that they have vampiric reflexes, or maybe they belive “The Force” is with them. Okay. Reality may, at times, seem more unrealistic than fiction, but the facts of the matter are that this planet is not a part of Star Wars and that no human being on this planet can drive like Edward or Alice Cullen from Twilight. Period. That being said, why don’t people pay attention on the road? It’s not only their own life which they place at risk; it’s mine, too! And my five-year old cousin’s! And the kids’ I babysit! And…I could go on, but I won’t because the point remains the same. I suppose that’s one of the few things I don’t like about living in a big city. Too many people driving too many cars. Hehe. And I’m one of them. =)


~ by Lady Molly on March 25, 2010.

2 Responses to “Flying Reflexes”

  1. What is that picture of?

  2. A seal twirling in circles at Sea world…

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