Dear Nearly: Part 9 "Today"

i wanted to inform you of the slightly outrageous, starkly sobering situations into which i almost fell. for instance, after using the wash room this morning while at work, Nearly, i came close to returning to the office with my zipper down. also today, i almost resigned as Chistian Youth in Action Coordinator to the bleak pursuit of temp-job-hunting. shortly after a meeting with my boss, i almost began brushing my teeth in the office (my fetid mouth plead for a bath in tartar control). after making some calls, i went on an errand to Tarrar Springs Rd and almost got lost. Nearly, you could say i was agitated by this. the way i came to discover the desination of my errand also came about by a close call. as i searced for the elusory Tarrar Springs Rd, i made a wrong turn onto Monroe Lane and stumbled upon what looked to be a surreptitious, government combine. then i envisioned myself driving into the beginning of an X-Files episode. the building was flat-brown without any particular texture, and horizontal windows that were one-way mirrors. i initially thought i would be captured by aliens, but i soon discovered that the facility was only a Medical Services of America (MSA) office cul de sac where Nebulizer Medical and other pharmaceuticals scam America (the receptionist was nice though). when i finally arrived at Tarrar Springs Rd i crossed a bridge with an inscription reading: "the bridge you are cossing passes over the old highway 1, now known as Tarrar Springs that runs over the roadbed which early settlers used. take notice on either side of the spring, old Cedar, Juniper, Oak, and Sycamore trees that stand sentinel to the intrepid pioneers who came before us." having been blessed with a glimpse from the past, Nearly, it seems you weren't involved in my life today, just an innocuous afterthought...(photo by: Tatsuya Sato)