During my morning commute to work recently, I came to a most unfortunate conclusion. It wasn’t something I was expecting to learn, but life, uh, finds a way.
When the student is ready, the teacher will appear
It was one of those moments when you realize that there’s something different about you…that somehow, you’re missing out. That you’re not the same as those around. That something is missing.
That you’re less than.
It was a drive that started almost like any other – the sky was clear, the air was still, just like the traffic at the red light, and at least 2 raccoon carcasses were deftly navigated around, lest they soil the dust and grime that already encapsulated my Blue Belle.
It was at this moment that my eyes were foisted upon the scene. Not once, not twice, but three times. There may have even been more that I just didn’t notice. It was a lot to take in at once.
And it was all at the same red light.
The driver in the car directly to my left. The driver in the car directly to my right. Even the driver in a stopped car going the opposite direction.
All of them. Every single one.
I was surrounded by it. Encircled. I couldn’t miss it if I tried.
The evidence was there. Insurmountable. Incontrovertible.
I am crushed to say it, but I must have a boring crotch.Terry Vlisidis
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