The race to the top is all consuming. We’ve lost sight of what is really important. Yesterday I woke up and all I could focus on was going back to sleep. This went on throughout the day until I eventually crawled back under my rock. I don’t know what it’s like to stop, look and take in the wonders of the world. What is really frightening is that my imaginary kids are the very same:
Get ’em while they’re young!
We all know that when there’ll grow up, they’ll love each other. It’s just hard to imagine it right now!
Yup, little Billy knows the score.
Little Bill Y wanted to grow up and rule 12 Eastern European countries so I’m pretty happy that I’ve got 14 of them now!