Early drive: I cast my eyes quickly away from the glare of a rising sun as if I'm avoiding eye contact with a disgruntled elderly aunt. 3 big men in hi-vis jackets in the back of a tiny car look like commuting fruit. A man walks, trips, then 'stumble-runs.' He's fooling no one.
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- Kidcobbler
- Spent nine months dreaming on my back. Opened up new horizons, if only horizontal. Woke up disabled, with a Blue Badge and bed hair. Walk with a limp and a stick. Cue the double entendré and the stick. Saving money on shoes. Spending it on thoughts. Overdrawn at the creative bank. Loan facility disabled. The irony! Stronger through weakness. Weaker through slogans. New journeys to be taken. Pop along. I'm off my back. I'm back.
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