Tomorrow I plan to go on a ramble, a long bike ride of no fixed route.. This evening I will make a list in my head of everything that could possibly go wrong. Tonight I will have a dream where a dozen things interrupt my ride. In the morning I’ll chicken out and circle the neighborhood, as usual.
Only, I didn’t chicken out. I made it up the first big hill. It was hard, but not impossible. Then down the other side. I didn’t pedal for an hour. Time to turn around. Or is it? Where does that road go?
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