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Life's Balance
I was driving back to work the other day, when a young man started to shuffle across the road a couple hundred yards ahead of me.
Considering this was William Street with 4 lanes and a posted speed limit of 35 -- wink, wink, nudge, nudge -- I thought to myself that this young man might want to pick up the pace or he was going to go from being pedestrian to deadestrian in short order. I started slowing down as a precaution.
But as I got closer, I could see why he was shuffling.
In the style that is popular amongst some male teenagers, his pants were riding midway down his thigh exposing the world to his colorful boxer shorts. He probably couldn't move any faster than a shuffle.
Now, some crankier-old-curmudgeons-than-I might have taken that moment to yell out to the young man "Buy a belt, Droopy-Drawers!" but not me.
No, it occurred to me at that instance that the young man with the top of his jeans closer to his kneecaps than his hips was part of life's balance like Yin and Yang or Night and Day or Laurel and Hardy.
For every young man who shuffles around with his pants halfway down his thigh, there is an opposite old guy -- a geezer some might call him -- who has his pants belted tightly to his chest. He is the Yin to the young man's Yang.
It is natural order. It is balance.
I sped up and headed back to work.
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