I’ve never been fond of double-digit months. It feels like something bad is about to happen.
Not that there’s any particular reason, but when it gets cold, people seem to die.
Just a feeling.
I’d like to commute by bicycle, but between being busy, having a cough that won’t stop, and cutting my finger, I just haven’t been riding
★ I commute by scooter instead, but there are so many people pulling out in front of me!
No warning at all! Mostly old ladies on road bikes!
These people have incredible luck, I tell you, really!
But they’ll die eventually! Absolutely. To make sure I’m a bystander and not the one who hits them, I’m driving super carefully!
