red lights & the fishbowl

This morning, I drove down a significant portion of a highway behind someone who insisted on driving with their brakelights on. I assume, as my father always say, that they were driving with both feet, which tends to flash those bright red lights at the next car.

I also happened upon my brother-in-law with his fiancee, running the greenway. Once again, another maxim of my father’s comes true: we live our lives in a fishbowl. One never knows who one might see.

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