like it or not...it's mine
The big brown truck, you know UPS, well it isn't entirely big AND brown. While it is big, there is a portion of the truck that isn't brown. The top of the truck is white. I know! It's crazy! Maybe there's a good reason, like the truck would asborb more heat if it was brown on top or something. I don't know.
This is the weird stuff you notice when you're randomly looking out of the window in your second floor office.
posted by Steph at 10:44 AM
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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