The Wiggle Wagon (Who Knew It Was Called That?)
And how forgetting your headphones can open up the day
I’m at the bus stop when I realize I’ve left my bone-conducting headphones hanging on the hook by my front door.
I calculate the time it will take me to run back down the hill to my house, grab the headphones, and sprint back up the hill. Okay, jog-walk — it’s a really steep hill and I’m not Flo-Jo. (Remember her? What a spirit!) …
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