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what if it all goes wrong? Now the demonic force of insurance evokes itself within the spectacle of our life. What would I do if this happened or that happened? If she left or I left or the waiter left when I want more coffee? How can I protect myself from this endless stream of possible devastation? A review of all those insurance commercials runs through my mind. Images of horrific accidents that lead to insurance settlements and big payouts. Of course if I don't win I don't pay; though I am left with a broken leg.

I really should express my undying love and well, order another cappuccino as insurance in case the waiter goes on his break. Insurance thus becomes a big part of life, whether that be house insurance, life insurance, financial insurance or the insurance that the waiter will come back! We have life we have love and we hope to insure that the good stays and the bad does not show up. A thought though. Why is the box marked "fragile" always the one I drop? Why can't I drop the box of pillows or sweaters? Is my insurance thus becoming a self fulfilling prophecy?

So life is full of possibilities and self fulfilling prophecies and loving,tender comfort hugs and steaming heated coffee cups. Wow the poet is really coming out of me here! I'd better insure he doesn't escape. Oh just let him go. If my inner poet was meant to be he will soon be coming back to me.

So life and love and insurance. Is that really it? How should I know I'm only going by Google. Hmm I wonder if Google is the meaning of life? I'd better order another coffee while I think about that.

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