A Diligent Trot Around Unavoidable Circumstances

Here we are. Nice day in the world to saunter and jaunt.. Shamble and skamper.. Oh how I love the sun and all of its glory..

I ran into a five year old today whose mom was selling empenadas for a peso to the passers by at the Retiro train station..


He was a jolly chap despite what some might call "difficultys" of the financial arena. Like all of us he was attracted by the shiny, technology that was dangling in front of his and so many others noses that day, the difference was he does'nt have the same sensibilitys as the rest of us do, either because he's 5 years old, or he was tryina jack a brotha..

all the same he was enamored with the camera and how it could show him the face of his mother and reproduce an image of himself. I suppose it would be because he's never bothered to look his moms way and doesnt have a mirror or a puddle to gaze into..


Whatever.. shiny new things entice us all..