Counting Lashes

Poured a full milk jug of gasoline into the car that was empty of gasoline, thinking “why am I doing this? It’s almost spring. I could abandon this bastard and be biking.” Then perished those too-soon thoughts, watching gasoline droplets turn blue and yellow on the pavement.

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