Rainy morning, gray and humid, the bus smells of all the varied kinds of people it carries to their destinations- spices from exotic lands and perfumes from the mall- there is even one guy hinting of skunk- the pleasantries of mass transit mystify me- yesterdays remind us of tomorrows & that we need to be kinder gentler people & love one another-all too quickly the tomorrows become yesterdays- dawn becomes dusk and the day wraps into a neat little bow if you're lucky- we create our circumstance and reality by choosing our reactions to stimulus- choose carefully- wonder if any research is being done on that- instead of medicating let's talk about learning how to cope- learning about hoping for sun while appreciating the rain- especially when the sky stays blue to show you a glimpse of the mystery nature is capable of- learning to let things happen and trust- we live in a society based on fear and where there is fear there is a lack of love- love conquers all- so throw caution to the wind and accept your neighbor for who they are and how they might enrich your experience- life is short and today is waiting to become tomorrow...
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