So I was literally changing my tire on the side of the road, sitting in the gutter, crawling underneath in order to hook up the jack, just so I can remember to go get it fixed or replaced after work today, otherwise, when I might forget and have to try to change it at 6am when driving to work this morning. As it were, I had to stop off and fill it otherwise risk the spare popping or being too dangerous. As I was doing […]
It’s apparently possible to lose me in your book about death
Blue Nights by Joan Didion