Early drive. Ouroboros, snaking traffic; the greed of impatience snarling nose to tail. Suddenly we're all driving Miss Daisy as we pass a police speed camera van until the Wacky Races restart and I'm passed by a number of Dick Dastardly's, destined never to catch that pigeon...
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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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