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The Canadian poet Robert Service once said, “It isn’t the mountain ahead that wears you out, it’s the grain of sand in your shoe.”
A rock in your shoe is an irritation. Life is full of them--those festering sores that never seem to heal. Athletes foot of the soul.
But it’s important to make a distinction between what is a festering sore and merely an annoyance. If you’re on the local train and it stops at every stop, it may be an annoyance, but that’s what it’s supposed to do. If, on the other hand, you’re on the EXPRESS train and it still stops at every LOCAL stop—or worse, in between stops—that can become a festering sore. It’s a real irritation because something or someone screwed up--or doesn't care what you think about it.
This site is dedicated to examining not only life’s little irritations, but also its bigger ones—the unquestioned rules, the bureaucracies, the hypocrisies, and the outright lies we are confronted with every day.
These festering sores are the things that over time worm their way into the very souls of our existence. Like the grain of sand that gets into your shoe, you try to keep on walking until finally you’re forced to stop, take off your shoe and shake the damned thing out.
A Rock In My Shoe is my attempt to shake a few of those stones out of my own--and hopefully, your--shoes.
My name is Richard Bradley and you can read more about me elsewhere on this website should you become that interested.
I would love to hear your thoughts--and your "rocks."
The Canadian poet Robert Service once said, “It isn’t the mountain ahead that wears you out, it’s the grain of sand in your shoe.”
A rock in your shoe is an irritation. Life is full of them--those festering sores that never seem to heal. Athletes foot of the soul.
But it’s important to make a distinction between what is a festering sore and merely an annoyance. If you’re on the local train and it stops at every stop, it may be an annoyance, but that’s what it’s supposed to do. If, on the other hand, you’re on the EXPRESS train and it still stops at every LOCAL stop—or worse, in between stops—that can become a festering sore. It’s a real irritation because something or someone screwed up--or doesn't care what you think about it.
This site is dedicated to examining not only life’s little irritations, but also its bigger ones—the unquestioned rules, the bureaucracies, the hypocrisies, and the outright lies we are confronted with every day.
These festering sores are the things that over time worm their way into the very souls of our existence. Like the grain of sand that gets into your shoe, you try to keep on walking until finally you’re forced to stop, take off your shoe and shake the damned thing out.
A Rock In My Shoe is my attempt to shake a few of those stones out of my own--and hopefully, your--shoes.
My name is Richard Bradley and you can read more about me elsewhere on this website should you become that interested.
I would love to hear your thoughts--and your "rocks."