This morning when I got to Kyrce's house this morning, I was met with a gift! Kyrce had been digging around, sorting through some of the things she had stored away in her parent's attic when she came across this old canceled library book. Knowing my petrification of riding in vehicles, she thought it would appeal to me. The book was titled The Man Who Loved Bicycles - Memoirs of An Autophobe and was written by some guy named Daniel Behrman. It has this great jacket on it with some beautifully wonky illustrations of bicycles. I was checking it out the entire ride in this morning. "Wouldn't it be funny if the guy who wrote this book got run over by a car while riding his bicycle?...That would be ironic!...But I don't know...if I was that guy, I think that'd be the way I'd want to go!" I said. Perfect proof that his book was on to something. Most of our dialogues entirely meaningless, which is really what is so great about our carpool. I hear some carpo...
Notes to My Future Self.