I have been all over the world, from Rangoon to Lake Texoma, and each place I talk to people. The thing I find funny is that the sad and frustrated people seem to be working just as hard , if not more, than the tranquil ones. Why is this? So is the choice ours to make? I must believe so.
This food for thought, no? Think of this, and please, ask The Zamboni, which is me, a question, and I shall answer.