That afternoon, leaving the building and approaching my bike, I saw my tail-light, blinking, blinking ... blinking, its once ruby-red glow now pale pink, like the shallow breaths of a dying man.
I cursed myself for my stupidy at (a) leaving my lights on and, worse, (b) leaving them attached to the bike, rather than putting them safely away in my napsack. The front light - which burns with a strong, steady white glow - was completely dead.
Where (I ask you!) is the justice in this world?!?
