29 July 2008

Has it really been that long?

I pulled out the bike yesterday and went for a ride. Warm moist air whipping past me, bikes, kids, ducks, a pond, a street, cars filled with expressionless faces of bored commuters. I biked out of town. I biked up my favorite hills. I biked downtown. I parked my bike and stared shamelessly at other bikes. I even biked past your house. I thought it might hurt more than this, or that I might a find a spot, something sore and oozing, something ignored, or black, but instead I kept on pedaling - summer on my lips and sun in my hair.

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