I almost didn’t want to write on this, even as I dared myself to write atleast one Daily Prompt today ( which turned into tonight). I was hoping there would be something around ‘What made you happy today?’ or perhaps ‘How did you get back your mojo after a month long illness?’ to which I would have responded with a long, blissful note about how I ran ( at a semi respectable pace) after almost two months, and felt so good that I almost broke down….But when life isn’t always fair, how do you expect Daily Prompts to be.
So, I will respond to today’s prompt about the first time I broke the law with this:
“That’s the beauty of the law; someone is always breaking it.”
The fact that you don’t know how many laws you have broken only until someone else takes notice. That realisation is humbling. It nudges you toward obedience or at least restraint. You could be mindlessly crossing the street away from a Zebra crossing, walking on the wrong side of the road, stepping on forbidden grass, or wandering onto private property. And then, suddenly, you are being chased by a pack of angry guard dogs, Rottweilers to be precise.
And that’s how you’re inducted into the hallowed ranks of lawbreakers.
Fingers in symphony 