"On the Bus-of-Life, everybody needs some help; and if you think you don't, Life will arrange for some other passengers to annoy you enough to where you will." --Jan Cox
EVERYBODY'S on the bus. Nobody knows how or where they got on, and how or where they'll get off. You can't help but sing Life's Song...even as you slit your wrists moaning "Good bye cruel world!" 'cause Life-Its-Own-Self arranged that too.
There's a lesson here for The Alert and Antsy.
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