Lately I've had a lot on my mind (perhaps you've noticed?). Those that know me might say I always have a lot on my mind, but recently several events have sparked a frenzied thought-fest, triggering a battle of emotions as diverse as the 26 different types of ramen you can find throughout Japan. As intense as this may sound, it's a good thing. Because without these emotions testing my everyday state of mind, life would be boring.
And we all know what happens in the world of boredom. We serve our time, then get set free. Only to see the cycle continue within a different setting for a different range of emotions. Yes!
I was craving an old school shoyu ramen and The Bush was ready to surrender. The soup at closing is always richer than the beginning of the day and I like that. It's very soothing. I could end everyday like this.
What are your thoughts?