There's a crazy storm outside...

and all I want to do is HIDE....under the covers....
Way far down....
 beneath even the daylight....
in that cozy place where time is irrelevant to the surroundings....
And it most certainly does NOT feel like GOD is CRYING this time....
Not at all....
It feels, rather,  like RAGE....
Do you think that GOD is furious about something ?
And what of the question marks perpetually floating around in our head ?
The worries ?
The angsty meandering ?
Will these ever REALLY be resolved ?
...be put to rest ?
Is there a point at which one just KNOWS ?
when WONDERING ceases to be a REGULAR EXERCISE  on the daily itinerary ?
Is AGENDA a word with DUAL MEANING ?
Will Starbucks eventually open a BURGER KIOSK ??
"HEART BUCKS" !!
NO......
HEART DISEASE bucks !!
lol
These are just a smattering of the kinds of minutia and basic chazerai (Yiddish) that fill space in
 the mind of the woman seated beneath the OBSOLETE PALM TREE......
in the SUEZ.....
SHE, to her extreme humiliation and indubitable regret.,
 voted for OBAMA....
Well...."You live and learn", she continued thinking, in an attempt to assuage the pain.....
And she slurped HARD on her runny, sunny-side-up  EGGS.....