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Ξ May 30th, 2008 | → 1 Comments | ∇ Fitness / HEMA |
“Mommy, why is that man in the car next to ours holding a can or something to his ear?”
“I don’t know, dear.”
“There’s blood. He frightens me.”
“I’m scared too, honey.”
Between cupping a block of ice to my left ear with my offhand b/c driving with proper signaling trumps habit, and realizing that forgetting my glasses while driving down commercial office parks and residential streets with patchy lighting poses a navigational challenge… I’d say this evening lacked even a soupçon of what normal people would call good sense.
