My handbag was heisted some months ago, keys, wallet and Android nestled inside.
New keys cut. For both car and home. Money missing. But still I had to have a phone. So, on suggestion, I got a sexy iPhone 6. I still don’t understand how to use it.
I’d love to be tech-savvy enough to edit video with effects, but hey-ho, its not gonna happen here today.
Pretend then, that there’s dramatic drum rolls and fabulous fanfare attached to this movie I made.
My daily doings were disturbed by this guy, busily burning through the bushes in the empty lot down below with his “weed-whacker”. Doing his job. Which he didn’t have for days. Maybe even months. He’s one of the lucky lads who’s happy to have a purpose. A plan. A paycheck.
So many people unemployed. Unsheltered. Unhappy. Unsure. And so many more complaining about cash-flow. Family feuds. Fortunes lost.
I braved the balcony to watch the grass guy making normal noises during this nightmare. And dun, dun, duuunnnn! I noticed no laundry on the line. What’s going on over there??
So, if the only gripes I’ve got today is that I can’t figure out my phone, and wondering where the washing is, I’m okay with that.
Love and light from Cyprus!
Layne Cain uses the Hashtag #laundrywithlayne
