in solidarity, extinction rebellion. since i can't get arrested or superglue myself to a boeing designed to fail. since i have to walk the dogs. since i am afraid. i thank you, rebels. 
believe it, i was thinking of making an xr with sticks when on the western embankment of the train tracks the r showed itself to me, speaking of solidarity, even a dead branch has empathy with the existing. however when i grabbed the foot of the r to pick it up, it was held by dirt resistance, and cracked like a wishbone, which at first i lamented, then made my wish, the same wish as all beings wishing to carry on living.