How could you love someone and not want them to be happy?

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

A man sits in his car at the traffic lights, waiting for them to go green.

To make money I picked up work as a busboy, valet parker, skateboard shop employee.

Written By David Spade

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