
Not Me
—What do you mean, “This is not me”?
—I really don’t want to go.
—Then don’t.
—I have to.
—What do you mean, “This is not me”?
—I really don’t want to go.
—Then don’t.
—I have to.
We deal with the day rung by rung or moment by moment no matter where we are. No matter who we are.
We’re born with the goodness within, and it’s always there, waiting for us to go within and rediscover it.
You never get sick, so come on and do your job. Just double mask, put on your gloves, and, here, you can use my face shield, too.
Schoana takes the pilot’s coins and decides then and there between the folder and the box. Whatever it is they want from or for this pilot, the box will get it. And the pilot will have her coffee.
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