Blur: No Distance Left To Run

Last Thursday I scored a bike that was thought to be abandonded at my place of employment. It had a flat tire and was chained to the entrance railing for at least 3 months. Everyone there knew I had my eye on it and when it came time for the front office to cut the lock and dump it, someone came to me and asked me if I wanted it. Yeah! Of course! Who wouldn’t want this sweet 1970’s Sears Roebuck "Free Spirit" 10 speed? So I shoved it in my tiny car, brought it home and the next day my brother and I took it apart, bought new tires for it and I spent my Saturday morning scrubbing and polishing it up. Today I get a call from some dude at work. He says, "Hey, did you happen to take home a turquoise bike last week..?" I say, "Uh, yeah…" He says, "Well, that was actually my bike." I pause, and then I say, "Awww nutz.." So there you have it folks. In the grand tradition of life giving you something and then taking it away, I lost my Free Spirit. I had great things planned for us but sadly, it just wasn’t meant to be. Also sadly, Free Spirit is in pieces in my garage and now I have to put it all together and give it back to this guy. Double nutz. (ps: sorry for totally poor photo quality. Its the only one I had of Free Spirit intact and I took it on my cellphone).