People who are always in a hurry on the road - tooting incessantly and flashing their headlights and generally making obnoxious prats out of themselves - They almost always seem to be in cars that were acquired with a head-over-heart decision, with one purpose in mind: to get them from A to B, sometimes even C. I'm sure they do it admirably, but like I've pointed out in the past, they're little more than household appliances.
I wonder, then, if they're in a raging hurry because they're reminded of the joy they could have had if they'd put their priorities right and decided that whilst getting to B is important, it's also important to enjoy the drive there. C'est, don't they say, la vie?
I wonder, then, if they're in a raging hurry because they're reminded of the joy they could have had if they'd put their priorities right and decided that whilst getting to B is important, it's also important to enjoy the drive there. C'est, don't they say, la vie?
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