A thousand apologies for the slight delay in posts (oh c'mon it hasn't been that long, and in any case the wrinkles give your face character). This has been a very enlightening week for me. Aside from marking the 1 week anniversary of this blog yesterday (what, no marching band?), the last seven days have been very eye-opening to say the least. And now comes the age-old problem (as old as time itself, really) where the putting together of words, lines and paragraphs based on a mere 26-letter alphabet in order to describe an experience-or a set of such in this case- will fail miserably in doing them any justice.

But then again, we must try, n'est-ce pas?

Suffice it to say that somehow, i was gifted the chance to experience the most important stages of an entire human LIFE, micromanaged into a brief few days. New Life, in the birth of a colleague's second child; Love, in being a groomsman to a good friend as he married his partner; and Death, in being stuck behind a hearse in a morning rush hour traffic jam.

i say "gifted" because it actually really did feel as if i'd been given (for a greater reason currently unknown to myself) a comfy front row couch (with remote in hand, of course) to the phases of life without personally having to directly go through them. Far from being a sedentary channel surfing role though, as i was required to toggle through the raw emotions and feelings that came packaged with all three channels.

Whatever reasons for, whomever from and whatever lessons learnt, it's safe to say that i'm definitely the wiser for it. A bit like going through the age of 0 to 90... only without the wrinkles, but with all the knowhow. By the way, i lied about the character-face-wrinkle thing. Might want to invest in some avocado and cucumber dip for that.

Now, what say you we get on with some channel surfing, hm?

Wrinkled Couch Potatoes