Fifteen Minutes
I had a passenger with me on my drive to school last week. A small stone had gotten wedged in my tire tread, and it cheerfully tikka-tikka-tak-tak-taked along as I drove. With the window down my little stone echoed off of the architecture and other cars on the road, soloing its heart out. I’m grateful I caught this stone’s 15 minutes of fame, and was a bit sad when the stone finally became dislodged as I navigated the traffic in Watertown.
