woman in heels, a car.

It happens so fast... morning becomes morning, then another... people turn from stone to styrofoam, the door, the floor, and the window blinds become as plain as a swishing of gravel on a country road. Somewhere the sun is also rising (Hemingway?)... and not settling on a busy urban road, a woman in a blue dress, light blue heels, jumping between two bikes into the centre lane. A woman rushing for a streetcar that has already gone by... a woman who doesn't know how close she has come to my cars' dark blue hood, its first scratch?

No idea what she was thinking, but for the second time in a week I've had someone run out in front of me forcing me to be quick with the brake... I spose it's good for both of them that I no longer drive like a teenager (did I ever?) and that I'm one of the better drivers on this planet, Malta and Poland included, lol!

That's it for today. Oh wait, almost forgot my great run workout... 6 x "the lake loop" (progressive, on varying rest, 2:05, 2:02, 2:00, 2:01, 1:58, 1:52 -- LAST ONE was a "race" with Rachael, I won, jk :) Bonsoir!