1) A “sweating” toilet bowl on a sweltering humid day of summer on the backs of your legs. God forbid you’re wearing pants — you’ll have the unsightly damp spots on the backs of your legs for at least another hour.
2) A freezing cold toilet seat on a chilly day in winter. Suddenly, your warmest bits are now your chilliest. Internal chill anyone?
And all of this happening while you’re trying to do your business.
Courtesy
Your seat’s on your seat,
His? … in the air.
He can’t sit down
Cause your bags are there.
So let’s do this –
Let’s be fair.
One seat for each person
Who’s paid their fare.
And since we are ‘talking’
Bout seating and such
No feets on the seats!
Is that asking too much?
Trains can get crosded,
With seats hard to find.
When you occupy yours,
Please keep that in mind.
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Aw, how cute. They made a rhyming poem.
So you see, imagination needs moodling — long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling, and puttering. ~Brenda Ueland
In love, one and one are one. ~Jean-Paul Sartre
To find fulfillment, don’t exist with life — embrace it. ~Jim Beggs
Regret for wasted time is more wasted time. ~Mason Cooley
Sacrificing the self for the whole.
Sacrificing the blog so I can find out who I am again. Is this part of the crisis?
