I’ve regained composure. Simply stated, I’m back on the bike after a two week deluge where I hadn’t gone more than a couple of miles a day. But today, badly in need of a new hat after the turmoil of Ivan swept my old one away, I biked 15 or so miles to the mall and purchased one. I am a fine hat connoisseur, and I have over 5 hats, all different makes and models, some distributed as far away as Johnstown, Pennsylvania.
The tea pot is whistling and soon I’ll be a head full of caps and stems. See you when I get back from the flipside.
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