Listening to Bookends
I can’t go a full day without leaving the house. I can take it right up to the point of possibility and even flirt with the idea of doing it, but in the end I can’t. Like yesterday, I ran out at 9o’clock to buy books at Myopic. Not because I needed to go book shopping, but because the thought of spending the entire day in my socks is more depressing then the thought of wandering a used book store’s stacks for no reason.
I miss my moped.
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Today’s perfect time and place was at 8a.m. at a 6 way intersection in Wicker Park. The morning glow was in full effect and it was warm enough to make everything shine with a slight wetness. Everyone was bustling around in the street; people dancing with cars dancing with buses.
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