Part of my daydreams about living in a city when I was still back in Morrow County, Ohio were about bicycling everywhere. I wanted to be fit and independent and daring, but today I was exhausted and out of shape and lazy.
Making these every night used to be such a ritual for me, but over the last couple of years they went from a meditative practice before I went to sleep to something I rarely did in bed. I’ve never quite figured out if that was a good or bad thing.
I’ve been far away lately, but I’m trying to come back. My eyes have always been a distraction, finding a pattern of color or light that distracts me from where I am, but while I’m so distant it’s been worse than usual.