People are truly peculiar. For some, they are filling a gap; for others, it’s a struggle to be content. Then there are others, always moving forward.
The thing about small towns is that you can head-nod the doctor while walking the streets. You get to look around. I’ve never been a stranger to people, but I’m always working, so nothing’s really changed. I might have improved in a few places, but here’s the thing: In F1.
There are battles being fought on the track and in the legal fields. Tracks keep changing because of ongoing wars. Thailand is showing prosperity, though, so it kind of balances out. Protest, prosperity, and war—this is, of course, where entertainment is concerned.
And I still believe the new Pagani was made out of spite.
I don’t live on the moon. Miles away, yet it seems like light-years—kind of like that new Ryan Gosling Star Wars thing. It’s been there before Christ came. War. The things I hate to see in myself.
On the lighter side of things, you might have heard the old man grabbed ninth. Long fought and well earned. Fernando Alonso, Aston Martin, Honda—the team. And I am seriously in the weeds with Ted Lasso right now. I trimmed it. I plan to wait until everyone’s done so I can just enjoy Imy show.
Another battle to be fought: the battle to be current.
On the other side of things, Kylie Jenner smiled today. Shakira’s off with WHO? Drake’s out with a goth girl. Swae seems to be killing the tour. An icon passed. There’s a new Black Panther, which is cool, though most of us still miss the last one. Wounds.
Meanwhile, Ford is coming to Hypercar, and so is McLaren. Ferrari is pushing forward all the same. Trump’s being Trump. Russian drivers want back into Formula 1, and China’s EV market is making its way into the U.S. and Europe.
So I’ve been staying in class, half-asleep, but yeah—I’m here.
Did you know the Pope prayed for some folks in Nepal today?
Always in motion.
The beat. The pulse. The current.
