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I don't know about you, but...
I yearn for the brake of natural consequences to slow the spinning of a world that has been pushed to the brink by the reckless (and feckless and deadly) pushing and shoving of a coterie of very bad actors.
And so, as I pedal across Lotusland each morning, I find myself cheering on the ever rising petrol prices that are visible on the big boards at the bright and shiny cluster of gas pumps at Oak and 25th.
Yesterday, the big boards blinked out $2.13 a litre.
Which gave me a little thrill of consequence realized.
Until.
I also realized that I, too, was starting to spin.
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Where the heckfire have I been?...Started a new administrative job at the beginning of the year and thought I'd take January off from the bloggodome...That stretched out a little....What changed?...Well, as I pedalled home last night the open skies and a brisk westerly at my back felt like...Springtime.
Butchered header and subheader?...This!
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And so, as I pedal across Lotusland each morning, I find myself cheering on the ever rising petrol prices that are visible on the big boards at the bright and shiny cluster of gas pumps at Oak and 25th.
Yesterday, the big boards blinked out $2.13 a litre.
Which gave me a little thrill of consequence realized.
Until.
I also realized that I, too, was starting to spin.
______
Where the heckfire have I been?...Started a new administrative job at the beginning of the year and thought I'd take January off from the bloggodome...That stretched out a little....What changed?...Well, as I pedalled home last night the open skies and a brisk westerly at my back felt like...Springtime.
Butchered header and subheader?...This!
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