Heartless

It’s only a job.  I am still here.

Perhaps this is the spark that I need for a new start.
Perhaps I am that one missing graphical statistic for the seeking-for-work market to reach the tipping point – come on, the uphill curve must stop somewhere!
Perhaps the moment has come to face the twists and turns of life.

Thank God for a beating heart!

Perhaps there is such a fixation as destiny.
Perhaps I will have to follow a new path.
Perhaps it’s not good to work so hard – it really doesn’t matter in a psychiatry ward.
Perhaps I am too brown to continue to move up the tier.

Perhaps I was born in the wrong side of the globe.
Perhaps I have to learn the recipe for clatite cu spuma de mure.
Perhaps it’s time for a dental check-up.
Perhaps I want to go to Paris, too.

I lost my father when I was a kid due to heart disease; perhaps he needed a heart no more in the next life.
Perhaps earthlings don’t feel the same way as the angels.
Perhaps it makes no difference if I have a heart in heaven – happiness interminable.
Perhaps a heart is very cheap trade in hell –- no heart : no feelings : no pain.

Perhaps my mother will have to expect fewer calls from me this Christmas.
Perhaps Santa will have to appear (and appeal) to Congress and present a “sustainable” business plan for a bailout.
Perhaps the magic of the season may work for me in time for a “happy” New Year.
Perhaps holidays “unpaid” is the best way to celebrate its true value.

Perhaps my wife would love to have some Maryland crabs sautéed in olive oil and lots of garlic for dinner – it’s been a while.

The world is round.  Worldwide economy is down to the dumps.  Money changes everything.  Justice is blind. God is omnipotent. Tomorrow never dies.

According to the 2008 World Health Statistics by the World Health Organization (WHO), cardiovascular disease remains the number one killer in the world – 29.9 % of the total number of deaths in 2004, that is, ischemic heart disease (12.2%) and cerebrovascular disease or stroke (9.7%) combined.

Like you, I, too, may be heartbroken (or simply broke) but this “man-made” tragedy should make us stronger and better (not bitter) persons.  Give to no one the right to hurt you (and vice versa)… otherwise, you will have to stay and live with them in agony forever HAHA!

Perhaps you have your own story to tell.  Perhaps…

Perhaps this is my story.  I say it again; God is watching!  Whatever happens in life, I will be happy and successful someday.  I walk one foot forward in every step to remind me that I can only live a day at time. Yes, everything happens for a reason.

It’s only a job.   I am still here… to be with the ones that really matter (most).