note to world #89

When I was in kindergarten, I got on the wrong bus every day for several weeks – until the teacher started hanging a cardboard sign around my neck that said “Bus 218.”

And lately, I’ve been feeling like that kindergarten girl again – getting on the wrong bus every day – except this time, there is no one to hang a directional sign around my neck.

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