Thursday December, 4th - Unrequitted love

  As a guy I cannot say this topic is something I think about to much in my daily life, but I do have just little experience with unrequited love. Love comes in many shapes and sizes, yes I know that you know that already, but it comes from literally almost anywhere. For me at this point in life I have not experienced a burning eternal desire to be with someone all the time, but I do have a eternal love for Philosophy. Whether you think that is unrequited love or not, I'm just going to role with it.
  Yes a unrequited love for Philosophy or the study of things or the study of everything that is life. That is the only thing I think about constantly twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week and the only thing worse than the endless loops of thought is that I could not prove or write what is in my head form day to day. It is an endless loop of questions for me sort of like when you try to go to bed and you cannot fall asleep because you're thinking of too many things at once, and it doesn't go away.
   It is very much an unrequited love for me, because no matter how much I love it, it stays flowing in my head forever. We cannot explain much of what we see and even more of what we don't, but people are so close minded, so inhabited in their own world. It is 7:00,time to wake up, 8:30, time to start school, 3:30, schools out, 4:15, get home watch a movie, 10:30 time to go to sleep, and boom! you are in your own little world creating constant loops of the same thing over and over until you are made to do something different.
  The fact is that I am not making any sense to you write now, but that is why my love for Philosophy is an unrequited love, and it is much more than a story on blog or one little loop.

Tuesday December, 2nd - Top Secret

  The clock strikes seven and the snow still falls. Roads are covered with ice and on top of that snow. Work is canceled for me at the San Francisco International Airport. Three planes have already been reported non functioning with frozen gas pumps and busted pipes, besides the taxi ways are to icy by far. However, my wife Lucia still has to report to the CTU for work. Government jobs are the worst! She decided to take a shower before heading away for the day, and as she stepped into the shower and I had comfortably positioned my head on the perfect place on the pillow, I heard her voice slightly brake through the noise of water meeting the floor of the shower. I smiled thinking that she was about to sing or something, although if she were trying to sing she had the worst lyrics ever. "Code 19185", was all I heard then her voice got quitter, but I still managed to very dimly hear her mumbled words. "So zombie apocalypse is a go!", words were still mumbled but I think that is what she said. I asked he who she was talking to when she stepped out of the bathroom door but she only gave the simplistic answer of, "What?" and then continued to get ready for work. I watched as she pulled out of the drive way in her dinky little Prius. "That isn't going to make it far", I thought. The sky was still spitting snow, and I stopped for a moment, I'm in San Francisco it doesn't snow here. It was at that moment that I realized she was up to something precarious. I called her several times at work but all I heard on the other end was static. I tried not to think about it until she got home that after noon. I watched her pull into the drive way and I bursted out of the door in questions. "What is code 19185 and what is zombie apocalypse?". Her face turned to a frown and she responded with, "code 19/1/85 you mean, and that is your birth date as for zombie apocalypse, that was the name of the party I was going to throw for you tomorrow, but I guess you ruined the surprise". "Then why did you go to work today", I stupidly questioned. " I didn't" she responded. " My work cleared some snow off some roads so that I could get a present for you before all of the Black Friday sales were gone!". She walked slowly inside with a raised eyebrow and a raised eyebrow means trouble for me.