Similarities

Ever look around and notice that the universe seems to shift gears for everyone at the same time? As there are few concrete circumstances that will affect us all, I tend to notice when there is any similarity connecting me to others.

Right now, one of my friends, we'll call him Zubov, feels like crap. Probably a 24-hour summer cold that snuck up on him. And me, I'm enjoying some quality time with the half-bath near my office (THE office) possibly because of some questionable tortilla soup I enjoyed earlier this evening. The connection -- sudden onset of some type of sickness or malady.

The other day, another friend of mine, we'll call him Drip (sorry guy, horrible nicknames are easier to remember), made mention that this past weekend just seemed like crap. Vibrating with ickyness was the phrase he used to describe the evening and the days leading up to it. Don't know why, just seemed that many people there that night were having a bad day in one form or another. And it's odd how that happens sometimes -- but it reminds me that we're all going through the same thing. This life.

Here's something I wrote on friend-of-the-blog, KL's site, Nothing in Between:

My thoughts and prayers are with you as you face and try to understand the harsher realities of this world. It's the one thing we all have in common, I guess. But then you seem to have grasped an important fact of life: cherish the little moments and the milestones equally. Because just as there is sadness, there is joy and it's all around us... in our friends, with our families; from our first day of school to opening night and all the way back to when we put down the Huggies and picked up some Fruit of the Looms --- everyday is a milestone.

The Huggies/Fruit of the Looms reference? Check out her blog on Milestones to get the scoop.

So with that, dear readers, I bid thee adieu. I hope the ickyness was localized to my part of the world this past weekend and that everyone is doing well. I'm gonna sign off and rest up. I feel another visit to the toilet rumbling in the distance. I hate being sick or in any way a prisoner to my body's actions (pretty tactful way of saying that, huh?). Gotta feel better. Tomorrow me and Lucidity are going ice-skating, something I haven't really done in over a decade (and the last time I did, I was in France). If I don't fall and kill myself, I'll post some pictures before the weekend. Wish me luck.