"...I wanted to be a rain salesman,
carrying my satchel full of rain from door to door,
selling thunder, selling the way air feels after a downpour,
but there were no openings in the rain department..."
If a dragonfly flies into your mouth while you’re riding your bike, you’re allowed to eat it even if you’re vegan. That’s your one free pass. That’s the loophole that those bigwigs in Washington don’t want you to know about.