Musings of a peripatetic wannabe-sage
...a barely thematic journey through my tangentizing mental life...
You can nearly always peg those who are forced into transit and would rather drive: they pace, tap, mutter, and scowl. The rest of us, the true transit people, just wait. The bus will come and worry will not hurry it along.
(C) Laura Springer
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Tuesday, October 23, 2012
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