Like the red traffic lights on the streets, there are many things in life that try to slow you down.
They make you stop, they make you wait, they eat up your time as if it’s nobody else’s business.
And of course, you put on the brakes to bring the momentum to a halt.
And then you wait until the green light tells you that it is safe to go.
And then it’s the exact same thing on every other street and corner and junction and intersection.
Stop, ready, go.
Stop, ready, go.
Stop, ready, go.
The uniformity and conformity of life kills me.
21 hours ago
