You know clowns are supposed to make people laugh - their life (or at least work life) is nothing much but a big laughable joke.
Today I found out, mine [non-work] life it nothing but a facetious remark in the grand scale of time. Ironically my work life is what's giving me purpose. Nothing else.
God expressed his sense of humor in assembling a creature that is a little bit mammal (the platypus, a native to Australia, produces milk and is furry), a little bit reptile (it lays eggs and has venom, released from spurs in the hind legs) and a little bit bird (eggs again, plus it has a bill like a duck as well as webbed feet). He needed a human version and he made me.
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