I don't have anything clever to tell you today.
It's been a day fraught
with obstacles.
Someone's death delayed the train. FOIL prevented the
retrieval of fairly mundane documents which should be available without
red tape.
How often, without need and for want of courtesy, do we stand
in each other's way?
How often, even more tragically, do we stand in our
own?
[Originally posted on June 11, 2012, at 6:34pm.]
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