a collection of things

I only just now realized that the pressure was so high it took the cap with it. the cap thats fastenet to the bottle.

they dont tell you this but you carry your upset younger self in you like a parasitic twin

sometimes I have to stop myself from posting shit like "who made replacing a bike chain so erotic" because I remember the number of people who see my posts and I have to take a step back and reconsider my choices. sometimes I have to hide my true and sincere thoughts in a post about how I'm not posting them because it is funnier this way

whatever. it's just reaching between all its delicate parts to wrench out its guts with lots of sweating and straining. while it's upside down and immobilised. and then it's just taking the slick and shiny new chain and feeding it gently through gears and between metal before pulling it taut until the derailleur is extended and the chain clicks into place and can no longer be removed. I; think I'm bicycle. I mean bisexual

admittedly i know little of the subject but one would think, at 45 years of age, he would be a ryan goose by now

i wish my brain were not full of gludge. i would like to be using it & because of the gludge i cannot do that.

sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and i'm losing sense of time