The bike has them. I like to think stopping is a good thing.
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I tend to think SuperEgo has taken over when I have any desire to stop. Here, shake hands...uh, rather, rub elbows with my Id.
I had little to no desire to lose you before. Apparently you're as easy to lose as keys, however. Thanks for finding me back.
-a
also.
Does it disturb you I read your whole digital life on record the past five years in less than a half an hour?