woke up braking

Toronto, 2016.10.26

I woke myself up reaching for my bike brakes, this morning. I no longer recall the dream, but after weeks of worsening weather, worsening light, and worsening driving, it's no surprise that my dreams follow my mornings and evenings: constant emergency braking.

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(In which I leave the final word to someone else.)

Remove everything that has no relevance to the story. If you say in the first chapter that there is a rifle hanging on the wall, in the second or third chapter it absolutely must go off. If it's not going to be fired, it shouldn't be hanging there.

-Anton Chekhov