choices and the hitchhiker

sometimes choices have to be made and followed. sometimes there are trials attached, sometimes you get an "advance to Go" card and other times, well, you get a dud and life goes on.

i won't even begin to talk about how life is supposed to be like a box of chocolates - sometimes they're all coconut.

i think life is more like taking a bus: you know where you're headed and you've your fare ready. you just have to wait, because you'll know it when you see it, then you'll hop on. like everybody else.

others may find that life is more like taking a taxi - faster, probably easier and definitely less crowded than "what the rest has to go through" - unless, of course, you're travelling with a whole bunch of people who are "headed the same way", so to speak.

then again there's nothing stopping the supposed driver from taking you for a joyride and ripping you off... unless you've got your hands on his balls and by that time it'll be illegal.


so... what now? the bus or the taxi? well, i don't know. it looks like a good day out, i think i'll take a walk.