i've been the victim of two sad (in more ways than one) events.
first: the front wheel was stolen from my unlocked bike sitting in the front yard of my house while i was inside with the front door open. a couple kids stole my wheel... just the wheel. it took me months to get over that. "it's just a thing, just material," i told myself. "but still" i argued, "what kind of idiots..."
second: someone tried to steal my bike which was locked to itself off my front porch. they ditched it in a nearby parking lot once they destroyed the five dollar lock from walmart and seriously compromised two of the spokes and one of the ball bearings on the front hub. "it's just a thing," i reminded myself once again. "but still," i argued, "what kind of an idiot..."
my mother would say, "jacob, when will you learn your lesson? you leave your bicycles laying around unlocked, you never lock your front door and even sometimes leave it hanging wide open for a full day when you're gone the whole time, you leave your car unlocked with the keys in the ignition and the windows down! you have to lock your things up!"
but i think the only lesson i'm learning in all this crap is... i have too many valuable things. i have too much to lose. too much to protect. too much to be paranoid about. too much to mistrust humanity with.
