sábado, 7 de marzo de 2009

a day in the life of a farmer.


He starts his day early contrary to what he was used to. after waking, he takes his time to shower, dress, and watch the news. he doesnt like to hear about the local news, he prefers to see international news and not just any, preferable financial news. he knows by now half of the financial news are lies and the other half, old. the common man still has no idea about it until he realizes his gas tank will cost him more than usual.
he sometimes decides on some exercise in the mornings but lately he has lost will for it. once the clock has awaken, and his housemaid arrived, he orders his breakfast. the usual is coffee, but prepared: it will be mixed, sugared and at drinkable temperature. he still gets a spoon just in case. he normally avoids having more than coffee, but today a little hunger has him asking for eggs, toasts, and pancakes. naturally while he waits for his order, the farmer is online reading the life of other people, and mingling with idle thoughts on life.

he doesnt like to be disturbed by morning, it is part of his caracter since youth. in fact there are many things he cannot stand, which explain his too often moon swings. now he tries to control them by taking little short breaths, might i add, doesnt work well. after having breakfast, he decides to take a walk through his plantations... walks down the stairs, choosing the boots to wear. he likes boots, has his everyday boots -plastic- which he bought in switzerland, there are also his ranger walking boots, and a couple of leather riding boots... then his sunglasses, sunlight hurts his eyes and head. other than his boot collection, he also has a hat collection from american caps he collected during his journeys to hand made panama hats. today he will go along with his camouflage cap which gives him his often wanted military allure.

after he opens his bank vault door, which he built to protect himself from the outside world... he opens a second gate, all part of his scheme to protect his home. he never understood modern architects leaving the house so open to insecurity and danger.

the farmer likes mecanics, modern marvels, to which he has a selection of engines to choose from to go about his day; a remodeled jeep which took him over a year to redo and a few thousand to pay until the very last door knob... next to it another motorcycle he has recently acquired and rebuilt. today he chooses his new toyota suv. he prefers the confort and its cd player which allows him to listen to Janes addiction. he was called a lord by his ex spouse... -who would understand but himself.

most people couldnt define him so easily, and worst understand him... it seemed his world was an easy life, but in fact behind his confortable lifestyle, there was a magical way to how he did things, he made the hard look simple. there are two ways to do things in life, the easy or the hard way.

which would you choose?

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