my love, my life, my Maddie… my primary mode of transportation, my link to the concrete, my passport to freedom… Seriously. I feel least phony (most real?) and most free when I’m spending time with this thing… So then what? this:
Yeah? Ok. I come out of today’s video editing workshop to find this:
No big deal. My rear red deep-v freewheel is gone. and on craigslist less than 2 hours later. I checked on the Maddie at 1:00pm, and the wheel was gone by 4pm. Tom surprised me with the wheelset for our anniversary a couple years ago. Now? Gone. I guess it’s appropriate. Half = gone. whatever.
Life sucks. Hello tequila (I’m drunk already).