Here I am blogging from the treadmill at my local health club. This was a mindless exercise in futility until I remembered that my Feedly contains years of content. My pocket list is up to probably a hundred years. So, I can read and curate and read later and then maybe, get around to it, years from now. Like a foolish time capsule that huffs and puffs. Almost to 30 minutes and I honestly haven’t noticed because I’ve been mentally occupied.

Which explains why I was never engaged in any sports. It’s not for thinking people. My mind is wholly unconcerned with this meatbag I tune through. The hardware is rubbish. Hah.