I had passport photos taken today. My passport expires in October, and Lorin and I might be going out of the country this year. You never know. I made sure my hair was washed, and my face was made-even adding eyeliner underneath the lid, which I usually forego. It would be a good passport photo. I was wrong.
(I realize it’s somewhat out of focus – took with my iphone. Believe me, it’s better this way.)
To me this screams, “Just Sentenced to Gulag” or “10 Years Hard Labor.”
Anyway, after hiding the photos in the zippered portion of my wallet and walking back to the office, I realized how much healthier and happier I looked in my photo from 2005. It helped that I had some color in my cheeks, and I think I had recently returned from vacation. And I was smiling. That always helps.
We often read about preserves and parks to save various species who have been enslaved by the circus or been lab animals all their lives. These animals deserve their freedom and a modicum of happiness. We all do!
We also need to recognize the Caged Zombie, aka office worker, who needs sunlight, fresh air, and perhaps, even a pool to splash in. Would it be so hard to provide this?
Granted, we get vacation time, but sometimes we don’t have adequate funds to travel, or things are too busy at the office for us to leave. What would be the harm in providing us– free of charge–a few weeks of freedom, out of our usual surroundings, away from the grueling commute that gradually transforms us from humans into zombies. Would it be too much to ask?
Prerequisites for a zombie vacation:
1. freedom from computers
2. freedom from answering phones
3. freedom from flourescent lights
4. freedom from multi-tasking
5. freedom from fire drills
6. open spaces
7. natural sunlight
8. pools to splash in
9. freedom from commuting
What would your ideal zombie vacation be?
Suburban Hobo 
I would add quiet nights for sleeping, great books, 1 or 2 excellent friends, a quiet mesa and easy breezes, and no end date.
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Sounds good to me.
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Mine would be at the Grand Waileia in Maui. I wouldn’t think about anything, I would swim over to my favorite restaurant for a shrimp lunch, I would call down for room service in the evening. I wouldn’t have to leave the hotel.
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Sounds great!
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Escaped from the cage about 10 years ago when I retired. I’m on permanent vacation. Your eyes look cobalt in that photo.
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The change in eye color is part of the zombification process,
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Please NO!
I retired last September but fire drills were such joy that I continue to have them. I rigged an ear splitting alarm to a series of white strobe lights and wired it all to a random timer. Now my wife, myself, the cats and Scooter can all march single file out into the snow and wait shivering by the pond until we get the “all clear” to head back into the house. It is such fun!
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Can’t stand the noise. They are so loud in this building. Glad you enjoy them!
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A glass of wine, a loaf of bread, some aged, old cheese and a setting sun somewhere in Italy…..hopefully, we’ll get there in 2016 when I save up enough money…..😊
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Works for me.
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Cabin on a lake, no phone, indoor plumbing, lots of books. That tiger looks so happy and relaxed in the water. I’d like to return looking like that. (But less furry.)
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Sounds good to me.
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