Jogging now illegal.
Indeed it was a shame we had to make jogging illegal, but it was an inevitable outcome for the common good. The helmet laws were somewhat successful, but there is only so much protection a helmet can provide for such an impact. You know how much it hurts just walking into a door, now imagine jogging into it. Now imagine a door was jogging towards you. But do not put too much thought into it, it would disturb your very fibres to see such an impact. So you see, there really was no choice at all. Jogging will soon be available in purpose built soft areas, the first SoftJog will be rolling out in the spring of 2021, and feel free to carry on walking, but please, walk slowly and be aware of your surroundings. Also remember to note, walking and talking is still a finable offence in city centres. Stay safe and enjoy your aware stroll in open areas.
As excited as Stephen was to attend your event, unfortunately he is unable to come as he was abducted by the Korean mafia. They came under cover of daylight, at around 10:30 on Tuesday, cloaked in the guise of PVC guttering salesmen. So far no demands have been made, but the abductors assure us Stephen is having a ‘lovely time’. Stephen has never expressed any desire to holiday in Korea, but the abductors seemed to have warm, friendly faces in the video they sent us. God willing Stephen will be back in the new year, around February perhaps.
Have a wonderful time with your celebrations, perhaps next time Stephen will not be diverted by some unforeseen malady,
Well he was not on my list, but he was an irritant,
I was just on the way to my paid job, I had my tools,
a free favour, to the world, one less irritant,
Well, the first thing you need to know is, don’t have a way, don’t have a modus operandi, do you want all to know your work? Our work is not for fame, not for glory, it is just for love.
Learn your craft, learn it forwards and backwards, learn every tool, never occupy the centre, reside in the edges, always be prepared to flee.
I have some issue with these appendages given to me in your grand wisdom. The spout is unruly and aimless and the other two items appear to be of no purpose at all, but to be a seating fragility. The spout also has some issue with my attire, what was once fitted becomes snug at the mere thought of a damsel’s ankle. Some sort of exchange would be prudent, to prevent this distraction progressing further.
I take her for granted, what an insult meant as a compliment, like the sun in the sky and the earth beneath my feet, irreplaceable, solid and unbreakably there. I could celebrate every moment, yet merely cherish them. I will always be here to admire her and she knows that. The sun knows me, the earth knows me, not from my words and not from my actions. Something else at work, they know my weakness, know my strength, as she knows I will remain.
I move from subjective to objective,
or vice versa, as I move from sickness,
all my good intentions are melting away,
it all looks too good now, I would miss it too much.
From a place of wellness, the risk of sickness is worth it.
The worth of expression is reaction
the value of reaction is priceless.