Transparently Ersatz

“Then he whispered, clutching my sleeve, sweating, “Now you dig them in front. They have worries, they’re counting the miles, they’re thinking about where to sleep tonight, how much money for gas, the weather, how they’ll get there -and all the time they’ll get there anyway, you see. But they need to worry and betray time with urgencies false and otherwise, purely anxious and whiny, their souls really won’t be at peace unless they can latch on to an established and proven worry and having once found it they assume facial expressions to fit and go wit it, which is, you see, unhappiness, and all the time it all flies by them and they know it and that too worries them to no end.’”