A cure for boredom. Wearing a tank top, gym shorts and nothing underneath, bike cross-town against 20mph winds and 30 degree thunder and lightning and sleet. Oh, my! It seemed like a much better idea when I was in the locker-room.
posts from lightning
I’m walking. It’s what I’m propelled to do under such circumstances. Behind me, an old man trips…and falls…and dies. I don’t turn to look, but keep on walking. There is no need to see with my eyes. My very being knows it to be true, even if it hasn’t actually occurred. I am even quite […]