Can't Escape!
I rolled my bike to a stop after this morning's ride and noticed a pair of mating cicada killers on the driveway.
Swarms of these scary looking insects buzzed all around me. I had hoped to leave these pesty bugs behind when we moved to Williamsburg. Apparently not! They're having a party on my front lawn!
Why am I plagued by stinging insects? This spring I mowed my lawn through clouds of ground bees. Red velvet ants meander through my back yard. On bike rides during the past two months I've been stung three times by unidentified culprits who struck so fast they were gone by the time I looked for the source of pain. When I run I'm pelted by biting flies bouncing off my head. I think I'll sit inside for a while.
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People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin
When I say that I'm o.k. well they look at me kind of strange
Surely you're not happy now you no longer play the game
People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away
Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me
When I tell them that I'm doing fine watching shadows on the wall
Don't you miss the big time boy you're no longer on the ball
I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go
John Lennon
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