Musing #2

I've heard life is an excellent pitcher, throwing curve balls and what have you. I think that is wrong. I think actually, life is one of those pitching machines in batting cages, but its timing device is broken and it just shoots out one after the other faster than you can blink. It's all you can do to hit a few of them, when you aren't getting pelted by the balls yourself. I'm not even sure I have a bat.