The thoughts of a writer.

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Stay on Your Side of the Line!

When I was a kid, there were no such things as child restraints in cars. We had an imaginary line down the center of the back seat of the car though. If I crossed it, my brother punched me in the arm. If he crossed it, he was 5 years older than me so I just screamed. I stayed on my side until enough arm punching removed all feeling and therefore all pain from my arm. Then I crossed it again. Then my brother found a new place to hit me and it hurt again. So I stayed on my side.

I think we can all learn something from this story; but I don't know what that something is.


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