This was the catchy slogan on the advertisement near the ceiling of the F Dash for applying to be a bus driver.
While, it makes me a little uncomfortable thinking about who applies to be a bus driver, it also makes me think.
It seems to be in contridiction to the statement form an ani song that says,
"i got to divide my emotions
between wrong and right
then i get to see how close i can get to it
without giving in
then i get to rub up against it
till i break the skin"
The first quote speaks about self-control and maybe the second one does too.
What do you think about self-control?
Anger rolling and frothing under her skin from years of swallowing the hate she felt in their eyes jerked her elbow into to this lightskinned man's ribs. He wasn't white. But he certainly wasn't black, and she couldn't stand the way he followed her into the store muttering under his breath as if she didn't know what she was doing there. The elbow jerk seemed as involuntary and unwarranted as the shoebox slap, as the shove, and the yelling. The yelling.
On a couch watching a movie, they ended up in his apartment alone.
Just one more drink.
I will clean my room tomorrow. I will study tomorrow. I will be someone tomorrow.
The benefits for not doing it if you can't do it safely are silent, often unsatisfying, often the absence of something else happening. Its tempting to think of temperance as boring. We want fireworks and we want them now. If we happened to get burned, there is a hospital down the street, and a host of swear words stored in my throat to voice my regret.
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