A snapshot of what was going through my mind when I clicked “publish”
…running to the airport with a bag over your shoulder and having Wen casually remark that the bag is on its last legs. And at that exact moment the strap snaps and everything goes tumbling into the streets. If it wasn’t so funny I might have been frustrated.
I'm fascinated by what happens at the margin of everyday life. That's the sort of stuff that tends to written about here. Expect some speculation, snippets of my life and the odd incoherent rant. Does the Internet get any better than this?
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