spotted!
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one 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-seven years and one 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.
Begin each day as if it were on purpose.
—Mary Anne Radmacher