May 9, 2014

Today had no perfect moment. That probably isn’t true. What’s true is that I was so wrapped up in anger and frustration that I missed the perfect moment. I was fuming while I should have been enjoying. I allowed lazy people and frustratingly loud commuters to destroy the positives of the past day.
It’s just after midnight, and as I reflect on the day, I am forced to conclude my opening sentence was correct. There were some good moments today, but no great ones–at least none that I can see.

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About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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