Blinking Like Ferrets

Blinking Like Ferrets I've been too busy the last two years to chat with anyone in the office. Today, however, I pause at the pencil sharpener while my co-workers calculate and jot. It makes no difference, you see, if I remain silent until retirement or if suddenly I start talking again. All we must remember is that we decay together, that this charade we give ourselves to doesn't require that we speak, that all we must do. really, is calculate and jot. If we calculate well, if we jot well, the charade will carry us through. In the end, we'll see what is true when blinking like ferrets we emerge in sunlight, gaping and gasping, free of this maze created by the family of man. Donal Mahoney