Remedy

I went for a very challenging run, and I'm a sweaty, throbbing mess. But I can attest to the restorative powers of sunshine and dance music. A fire engine full of firemen drove past me twice in Beverly Hills. I almost waved at them, because they were all looking at me and a few were smiling in a suspiciously non-derisive fashion, but I'm shy that way.

Right. I need a shower.