I - on my way back home was wondering how my very own end would arrive. I don't cycle to work because I have the fear of getting run over by some care free fuck that really ought to be the one going under his/her wheeel and not me. But rather dwelling for a moment upon such people as they are ,and exist next to me, I imagine that it may be some stupid encounter between a guy somewhere like rio de geniro. This is the last city for me that represents some kind of fear. Others being liverpool L.A. (in which I dodged my bullet- really, hence every day being a bonus) and havanna. So its the one remaining that I don't know. Well what difference does that make. So don't go there. But of course I am attracted as much as a bee to honey. I am brave / stupid. Am I am sure that normally all will be well. But on that occasion that I do get asked do strip and hand over my wallet can I overcome the urge to say fuck you so I can save that 30 quid in exchange for my pride and life. Possibly will depend on that moment, and moments are simply that in your life which was interesting for yourself. Or plain fear.
I really think that my stupidity may shine though and win the day, well perhaps there are stronger forces at bay. But so far really I have faced that non lethal gun in other decisions and died in other ways. Left to live an think about what decision I had made. Its all unquantifiable (I dont give a shit how fast your geneva tube sends protons) measure. So am I the walking dead. No I am simply pissed, god bless stella artois.
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