Stepping In A Puddle
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There’s a kind of karmic justice that sends a wave of energy coursing through your chakras when you see some goon walking down the street with their eyes glued to their phone. You know they type, just completely oblivious to everything else in the world. Then they step right in a big wet puddle, and have to dance a little jig out of it. It’s poetry in motion, simple as that.