Waiting for a friend in front of a donuts shop, watching the staff arranging the food trays, working the cash register, moping the floor; I’m grateful for those who put life in order,that I may go to the post office and mail a letter, that I may sit down at a restaurant and order a meal, that there is electricity and water in my house, that an airplane flies.
People who work the grid provide for people like me, who have difficulty conforming to rules and regulations. They allow a free spirit to take comfort in a bus shelter, knowing that a bus will come to take her to the next destination.
As much as it is crucial to preserve “the system”, which is tangible, free spirited people are just as vigilant to preserve their spirit, which can only be felt. When they lose their spirit, so goes the system.
