Every month when a new Big Issue hits the streets an old-ish, somewhat derelict dude materializes on the steps of my local post office selling copies. I usually buy one and in doing so take the opportunity to enquire about his life the month just gone.
This time he said he wasn't so well, and so I suggested, since he was sitting in the shade, that he might like to stand in the sunshine.
He replied, "No, I'll wait for it to come over here."
You can wait. Or you can move.
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