Monday, March 5, 2007
We were caught in a traffic jam for a couple of hours. I was pretty restless about the idea of being stuck in a bus outside city and not being able to do anything about it- it felt like I was wasting precious time of my life and had no control over it. I decided to buy a helicopter when I would be rich enough- solely to avoid this frustration. Then, I saw this truck driver from my window and began to think about his life.
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