what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

Replying to walk a mile in my shoes, who said...

pilder. If I wanted to be a foot messenger, I’d work at ABC in the 90s. But the boss says “walk it out” no bikes, leave your bike at base. Walk. Just the thought of it makes my feet sore and reminds me of snow stints walking at Wa Legal and SeaLeg. Walking is so so slow. And with out the electric assist bathtub, where the fuck do I put all the mail? Trolling a hand truck around town on new neural pathways. Reminds me of the epic snows of 2008. Reminds me how I’m not set up for this. But all this shit brings some new appreciation for 45 and rain.

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