SO, yesterday I bought a new printer, OK? Today my flaming X Box drops dead on me, Sod’s Law or what? I have decided modern technology does not like me.
Have you ever had times when you think that we spend this life in a waiting room? I sometimes feel that way. As if I am sitting in a huge waiting area passing time until someone calls me in and tells me what is going to happen next, what I am supposed to be doing & where I am supposed to be going. Weird aint it? I suppose it has something to do with the universal question “why are we here”.
