an entire day. twelve hours, at a minimum, what are the things to do… exercise could be one, stretching and sweating, with people around doing similar things. expelling energy in order to gain it back in other places. running in place, not really getting anywhere but having the heart rate increase, feeling tired at the time, but happy afterwards, a pat on the back, a feather in the cap….

then lunch time, should one order a salad or a burger. one will not taste so good, course and similar to what a bunny rabbit will eat. the other, bread and meat, with cheese. yummy when it goes down, but will make one tired. bad for the environment those cows, and not treated so well. the leaves, perhaps organic or perhaps have the insecticide on it. hard to say, but will feel better in the long run if one eats the salad, although you will not feel alive like you feel with a burger. to drink cola or a beer or water is another testament to the choices one has to make and the ramifications of simply having a meal. cola, soda water, beer, juice.

then work time, perhaps a few phone calls are in order. sales need to climb, the numbers need to be hit. but then you have to face some problems that have been coming and going in the workplace. relationships, discounts and deliverables are all necessary for every choice we make. no work comes without the necessary energy to deliver. tiring, but unavoidable, or perhaps to put it off another day and play hooky instead. call up the gang and see what is going on outside the schoolyard. smoking cigarettes and drinking, not a good choice but fun. fun for the day, not for the next. 

the sun is going down, work was ok. seems something happened. a bit of hope for tomorrow. pushing the ball a bit further down the field will keep the family fed and allow something to show up on the progress report. its a constant battle, this work stuff. seems it never ends. mouths to feed, egos and bills to pay. dinner is coming up. another choice of meat or vegetables, drinks and desserts. perhaps a film afterwards, something new, or something i had seen before. like the day that comes and the ones that went, in circles of good and bad that are constantly unfolding. choices, test, broken teeth and missed opportunities peppered within laughter, friends and fond memories.