30 Days of Bike

Chronicling the life of a lonely, left behind, lil' bike. Start back at the first post to get the whole story.
Feb 20
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DAY 7
Well I guess I should be happy. The city hasn’t been around to act on the initials (surprise, surprise). Nor have any neighborhood ne’er-do-wells released any pent up aggression on the little purple bike.  Unfortunately, and embarrassingly, I find myself a bit disappointed in the lack of action.
I’d be satisfied if our subject would just look a little more downtrodden. Right now I am getting a very complacent vibe, which just isn’t that compelling. I suppose this is a true test of my dedication and determination to the craft. I hope I can persevere through these tough times. Something tells me I’m going to learn a valuable lesson.

DAY 7

Well I guess I should be happy. The city hasn’t been around to act on the initials (surprise, surprise). Nor have any neighborhood ne’er-do-wells released any pent up aggression on the little purple bike.  Unfortunately, and embarrassingly, I find myself a bit disappointed in the lack of action.

I’d be satisfied if our subject would just look a little more downtrodden. Right now I am getting a very complacent vibe, which just isn’t that compelling. I suppose this is a true test of my dedication and determination to the craft. I hope I can persevere through these tough times. Something tells me I’m going to learn a valuable lesson.