People are shuffling by in long coats, with shopping bags and takeout, smoking cigarettes and feigning laughter - filling up their lives with distractions to shut out the chaos.

I wonder what the difference is between love and lust.

It's nice to have one worry marched to the wings and forcefully thrown into the alleyway.

Are people happier with a smaller range of experiences?

I'm trustworthy and true and a whole of other positive words that start with T.

If you have any doubt that time is relative, try stretching fifteen minutes' worth of input of over four hours cubicle-cell time with an ultra-slow internet connection and frequent visits from supervisors.

Sometimes I wonder why the corporate world is seen as a god choice for those of us that will never rise above clerical work and general administration.