spotted!
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2011.11.04
The boss fella spotted me on the way to work today; apparently I zipped by his car on my bike.
Happily, there was no report of me misbehaving.
twenty-eight years and a million words
The boss fella spotted me on the way to work today; apparently I zipped by his car on my bike.
Happily, there was no report of me misbehaving.
A thousand miles of barbed wire begins with a single barb.
—Mick Farren