Trip to Mexican Restaurant = Breaking the Bonds of Slavery

When your every breath comes from a machine called a ventilator, life is rather restricting. Couple that with arms and legs which have no movement, and life is downright constricting. Triple that with a three-year broken van which is supposed to transport you, wheelchair, and ventilator to socialize and make speaking engagements: well, life can feel like being in the bonds of slavery.

Then, start typing with a stick (in your mouth) on your computer and do the following: Write a book. Write lyrics and compose an album on CD. Create digital art. Write the beginnings of a screenplay. Manage several websites and a blog. Finally, do the research necessary to gather over twenty thousand followers on Twitter and compete with "New Kids on the Block" for the Ashton Kutcher Award. As a matter of fact, continually turn out for some of the highest and most influential ratings on Twitter with the likes of MC Hammer and Levar Burton, not because you are famous but because you do the research and send out Tweets with positive and thought provoking quotes that are used to inspire the masses.

Still, your van isn't working. So, after putting together enough money from vested individuals, you get your van fixed and put together a small team of transporters to take you to the different events that need attending. First, a trip to the MVD. Second, a trip to Via Delosantos. Yes, Via Delosantos. Via Delosantos is your favorite Mexican Restaurant with Pico de Gallo that is out of this world. Via Delosantos beats out speaking engagements or going to church.

When it's been three years, sometimes a trip to a Mexican Restaurant = Breaking the Bonds of Slavery.

My friend writes at:
http://www.restalongtheway.com
http://www.jasonmitchener.com