Wednesday, March 16, 2011


Tonight I got the first ride in in months.
Ten miles.
It felt easy.
Balmy air makes all the difference.
We rode down the muddy trails.
Through the floodlands.
Past everyone else who felt the need to feel alive.
It was a hard winter, after all.
My dad could only listen.
As I discussed my current thoughts.
The texts.
The bad night of sleep.
Being late to work because I slept through my alarm.
The karmic sadness and frustration I feel because of it.
I was still swollen from crying when I woke up.
Today is the first day my face has felt normal in about four.

We returned covered in dirt.
But I felt cleaner.

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