There's a side-road near where I live. I think it's magic. It's called Wayside. Motorists in London are generally very rude and hateful towards pedestrians. It's like an unwritten rule.
However, everytime I begin to cross Wayside a car appears. It's a different car and completely different motorist everytime. The thing is, there's always a car about to pull out from Wayside onto the main road that I live on. And everytime the driver will smile and wave me on.
That's right, I'm given permission to cross before he/she pulls away. Every single time. It's astonishing, it really is.
It must be a road to another dimension - a nicer, happier, cleaner place to live. I'm glad it crosses over right there.
Everyday I am reminded the world is beautiful at least twice; all because of Wayside.
There are other beautiful occurences in the world. I will tell you of one such time soon...
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However, everytime I begin to cross Wayside a car appears. It's a different car and completely different motorist everytime. The thing is, there's always a car about to pull out from Wayside onto the main road that I live on. And everytime the driver will smile and wave me on.
That's right, I'm given permission to cross before he/she pulls away. Every single time. It's astonishing, it really is.
It must be a road to another dimension - a nicer, happier, cleaner place to live. I'm glad it crosses over right there.
Everyday I am reminded the world is beautiful at least twice; all because of Wayside.
There are other beautiful occurences in the world. I will tell you of one such time soon...
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munch can pass on details of why I'm not gonna be around for a while. If there's a god of ageing mohawks I'll see you guys again soon ...
Anybody home?
Cherrrrry???
You there???