Not writers block, but laziness

            I wouldn't say I have writers block. My current issue is that every article I want to write will require significant effort in the picture taking and people watching department. Two activities I thoroughly enjoy, but as they say "ain't nobody got time for that." However, if you refer to my Facebook or Instagram account you will find pictures of some unknowing winners I have seen on the street.  I probably sound terrible, but we have all enjoyed some people watching, maybe not the Instagram portion, but nonetheless. 
          
           I have come to notice that when you need something there seems to be a total shortage, and when you don't need it there is a plethora of it. Let's take taxis for example. There are hundreds of fucking taxis on the street when you don't need one. The moment you do the streets are a barren stretch with little to no vehicles, maybe even some tumbleweeds rolling through. It happens with shopping too. You see the perfect item, at the moment you don't really need it but you know damn well the moment you do the store and everywhere else will be out of them. Or you will not want to put in the effort to go get it.  

              Just like the articles I want to write about the questionable safety and health habits I have witnessed here. Every time I see something I am in a hurry or don't have my camera handy. You tell yourself, "Next time." I already get stared at like an animal in the zoo, obviously I don't care about peoples' reactions to me taking photographs of seemingly uninteresting things. I will eventually draw up the motivation. 

                 In the meantime I thought I would share my favorite poem. Firstly this work is not mine, it was written by Max Ehrmann. As far as the copywrite goes, its somewhat ambiguous and an interesting story. If you really enjoy it go look it up, I won't bore you with it here. It has a very calming affect on me, I actually have a tendency to read it on my more stressful days. Maybe you'll see why I like it so much, if not, it isn't for everyone. 
                                 

                                                Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,

                                      and remember what peace there may be in silence. 

As far as possible, without surrender, 

be on good terms with all persons.

Speak your truth quietly and clearly, and listen to others,

even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious

to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others,

you may become vain or bitter, for always

there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;

it is a real possession in the  changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery.

But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;

many persons strive for high ideals,

and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.

Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment;

it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,

gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.

But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings

Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars;

you have a right to be here.

And whether or not it is clear to you,

no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore, be at peace with God,

whatever you conceive Him to be.

And whatever your labors and aspirations

in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,

it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.