I went on a nice 26 mile ride yesterday. Had a lot of anguish that I needed to peddle out. Decided to go up Old La Honda which is a rigorous (for me) 3.2 mile climb. I met a banana slug that asked for a lift, I had to reply with, "I'm sorry that I can't stop or else I won't be able to start again." Then it asked for a drink so I squirted it with my waterbottle. Some people (ahem slugs) are so grateful for just the simplest of acts.
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
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