Men In Pink

I live in Pretoria and work in Randburg. So, I travel to work every morning using the N1 highway. I am getting used to the traffic but there are days where it grills and that is round about the time when my mind becomes inquisitive over irrelevant stuff.

Somewhere during December 2007 this happened to me. My mind just started asking questions that had no answers. The one question that stands out the most was, "couldn't they have made male flamingos black or brown? Or couldn't they have kept them pink but gave them a walk that is not so feminine?"

I shared this with my brother and he totally agreed.

I guess some good does come out of bad traffic. It creates unusual topics which trigger creativity.