Had a passenger on my bus yesterday who was looking for the tavern that made him so happy the night before. He said he really had fun at that tavern and it was his quest to find it again. As far as I know, that was the sole activity he had planned for the day. He wasn’t sure exactly where the tavern was or how to get there. But his goal was to find it again today. Life is strange. It can be lived with or without constraints. We are all free to improvise or plan and be organized. Happiness can be achieved either way, I guess.
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