Late Tour
I left the house hours ago, without a destination in mind. Knowing that after I made a preliminary purchase (50 cents worth of air for my soft tires), I'd roll around Brooklyn, under sun that hints at summer on the German bicycle I'd missed all these months. I'd feel the back of my neck, and the tops of my thighs, both burning lightly. I'd watch the shadows grow longer and the broken glass blink, quietly through my amber lenses.
i did the same thing today. except my tires were fully inflated and i was in downtown toronto. much of the same thing, though. i think i'm going to do it again today. a little ride through the market, down jammed city streets where bicycles move quicker than the cars but only slightly faster than the pedestrians.
bicycling's a great fix for a muddy mind. you can't help but feel at least a little bit better when the wind is blowing through your hair. so cinematic.
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heh. i posted the same comment three times by accident. stupid blogger. grrrrrr, i say! get haloscan (or is it not as pleasing for the lovely threehouse and the cave)...
these photos make think of summer evenings, when your skin is warm from being out in the sun all day and you feel happy and full.
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