cab-blogging

These days I practically live in cabs.  Apart from run, work, sleep, I cab-blog.

Since coming back from my OFW stint, I've found myself exchanging pleasantries and more with many a cabbie.  Convenience comes in many forms and this is one of the most understated ones.  One of my guilty pleasures apart from TMZ is cab- blogging (yes. literally.)

On any given day, one meeting is never close enough to walk but close enough to cab as I mosey on to the next appointment.  Places I frequently all share a common trait as well- parking effin' sucks.  I get dropped off at my office and from then on the world's my day-to-day oyster.

Today I get lucky as I am in the hands of a fairly competent cabbie.  I'm so far removed from the outside world of stress driving as I sit here and think of how at such a young age, life has already taught me so many valuable lessons.  And I mean the unforgettable ones that make you stop and see all the realities that follow.  More good than bad, but the few and far between bad ones have done well because I really feel that the bad elements really made marked differences in my life.

Today I sat across a mother and child arguing and for some totally random reason, I watched them.  Sadly. It still gets to me though I have a better control of my emotions now.  There was one quote in the movie Spanglish.  Flor Morena was her name, and she was the MILF that John Clasky had fallen in love with.  Flor had made a mother of a statement that stuck to me like glue.  "There are some mistakes you cannot risk when you have children."  It is true, isn't it?  Imperfect situations have a way of shaping you I believe.  And with reason!

So my stop's in two shakes.  Gotta jet!