A few days ago, I moved my scooter to the suburbs. Now, the minute anyone asks me about where I live, I'm quick to say that I adore the people that I live with...Brad and Kate (and their dog Luna) have been such a blessing and such incredible friends. What I miss though is the city. I love living in the middle of it all...never really having to go anywhere that is farther than my bike...or scooter...can take me.
So tonight Bobby, Missi and I decided to go see a movie at the cheap theatre. And I thought (with the coaxing of Missi)..."Damn it. I don't care if I'm in the suburbs. I'm taking my scooter to the movie theatre."
Wow. Sometimes I could use that little voice in my head saying "Don't do it!" to be a little louder.
But I'm kind of glad I didn't listen to that quiet voice on the other hand...sure...I was driving up a hill when my scooter wouldn't go more than 17 mph....and true, we were on Sheridan where the speed limit is 40. But it was an adventure. And really really funny. And I didn't die. :)
Oh the suburbs....
...oh my very weak scooter. It's like driving a glorified lawnmower.
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