And what unmitigated gall of me to actually ask him to not hit me with his car as he tries to speed through the intersection and crosswalk.
But thank goodness he got me back but good. After driving a hundred and fifty feet or so down the road he showed his courage by giving me the finger. Thank goodness that tough guy didn't stop and kick my ass for being a pedestrian in his car world.
The world's a big festering, sloppy asshole today. I'm ready for the work day to be done so I can hack my way through traffic and get home to my bed, my wife and my dog (and my asshole neighbors but that's another post).
By the Way, How Old is YOUR Inner Child?
My inner child is ten years old!
The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. Whether
I'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lost
in a good book, or giggling with my best
friend, I live in a world apart, one full of
adventure and wonder and other stuff adults
don't understand.
How Old is Your Inner Child?
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