Managed to get this thought written down while I was stopped at the Glebe light: That I hadn’t been “oggling” the gal I’d seen running down the hill but “admiring her youthful gait.” (A true statement, incidentally.)
It was a fairly short note and that is a fairly long light: about 35 words some of them abbreviated, pencil to paper, in I want to say is two minutes.
How much time vanishes as you try to make even a single thought clear. To edit something too. This is where time goes.
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