i watched a very nice show recently and this old lady said something very nice which goes something like this..

why do you think people stay in relationships? its because they want a witness to their lives.. they want someone to care about what they do.. the little things as well as the big things.. and not go through an existence unnoticed and uncared for by anyone.. that is what we are and ought to be.. witnesses to the lives of those close to us.. participants too if you can help it..

i was riding on the bus the other day.. and my ezlink card ran out of money.. i fished into my pocket and excavated 90 cents to pay for a measly piece of paper that passed off for a bus ticket..

that got me thinking.. a bus ticket.. how often do you see that anymore.. it wasnt too long ago that everyone on the bus was SUPPOSED to have a bus ticket.. and they were littered everywhere on the floor.. stuck between nooks and crannies on the seats.. rolled up.. folded into hearts.. crushed.. town.. it dawned on me as i searched for a nook myself to stuff it in that there were simply no bus tickets to be found.. a bus ticket.. such a simple thing by itself.. now a relic in these post mordern times.. an ancient dinosaur that roared its way back to life was what my ticket was.. a lone ranger in a desert of cleanliness.. relagated to be the tito in lieu of cutting costs and saving paper..

i remembered there even was a pseudo blackjack game we played where one would add up the specific number designations on the ticket to see if they matched up to 21.. the good old days.. where bus tickets reignsupreme.. and transitlink cards were collectable pieces much like another ancient relic.. the phonecard..

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