Grazing Rites

I was walking to the bus stop today when I saw a red taxi. It caught my eye because you don’t see many red taxis, they tend to be yellow, black, white, or some combination thereof. I think there’s a taxi company in Richmond with red taxis. ‘It probably mostly serves the airport’ I thought to myself.

I thought ‘I could throw up my arm right now, take that to the airport and fly some place for the weekend. I have the means. Heck, I’ve got a 50-50 chance of no one at work noticing. And it has been said that I’m not spontaneous enough. But that wouldn’t be fair to my family’

Then I noticed it’s light wasn’t on anyways.

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