Another Manic Monday (Dec. 29, 2008)

Monday morning, I leave my flat in the city, jump into my 4x4, put on my Dior shades and drive to work. On my way, my thoughts wander. I think of the up and coming New Year’s party and wonder what I might wear for that. My thoughts of lunch mixed with a bit of Suzy from BBC radio winging about ways to make this credit crisis tolerable were suddenly interrupted by news from Gaza- News that somehow broke the vain mundane and created a parallel reality.