That person who dyed your clothes into the color of your choice doesn’t have the ability to soak himself into the myriad of colors and cleanse himself off the cloak of darkness that his life entails.

That singer who you never clapped for in the restaurant , closes his eyes , sings from the heart , unites with the divine only to see the thankless disconnect with the audience when he opens his eyes.

That cartoon character you ran away from when she chased you on Times Square howls with bloodshot eyes behind the veil of the plastic smile she slaps on her face only to make you laugh.

Life is sometimes as ironic as a coconut – tough from the outside and hollow from within – so enjoy the view from the top of the tree and see the tide of time flow!