Actual ticket dispenser at entrance to actual parking garage. I have seen this with my own eyes.
Internal conflict. Competing impulses or desires. What do we want? What do we need? Do we push the button? Do we believe the sign?
We push the button.
The world sends us mixed messages. Incongruous information. How do we reconcile seemingly rational, yet diametrically opposed, views?
(via shades of grey)
Houses under floodwaters, presumed (but not verified) to be after Katrina.
The universe as Cosmic Joke. How often have events conspired in such a way that we think to ourselves, “Whoever is pulling the strings has a devious sense of humor”? Too often. What seems to be a series of coincidences ends up leaving us feeling as if we’re being taunted by an unseen force. To struggle against it seems useless. What to do but shake our heads and move on?
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