Numbers..

As if they are from out of this world..

Strangers to us..

Sometimes even enemies of our lives..



We growl when we look at rising up grocery prices..

We shouted when we read our credit card statement..

We cry when our salary increase doesn't match price increase..



As if they could speak to some people.. called accountants..

They explain their logic..

And they set up their language..



They feel the bond..

They share the strange understanding of the world..

They live together in the state of perpetuality..



-21 October 2008-

P.S. Please don't shoot me.. I'm an accountant too..