i want to ride my bicycle !
chirs hooked me up with a bike. a red road bike. i'm currently thinking of pet names for her but i imagine she'll remain nameless and wonderful for a while. the independence, exhilaration and sheer joy of riding bikes is overwhelming. i never would have thought that i, pink and brown princess would have abandoned a life of considerable car comfort for the rigorous life of a bike. but funny enough. it ain't that tuff. i'm just tuff stuff. you know.
there's this thing about independence that just can't be replicated. to know i have the ability to get from point a to b by my own sheer will is fucking awesome. my mood has shifted a little too. i'm more on top of it. i think. these sunny days help too. it's not just the day, the nights are different. i allow my body to spread out across my whole bed, legs reaching to covers end. fingers sprawled claiming this space as solely my own. no lingering thoughts of Craig, another body to affirm my body late and night. just me. i'm liking it. a lot.
i find that on my bike i slip into thoughts of critical resistance, pedagogical theory, fantastical daydreams, away from the lonely dependancy driven motivations of wanting 'someone'.
i look back on my evolution in college and giggle. perhaps i have just been indoctrinated into suto-hippy culture. there are worse things that could have happened. fo sho!
there's this thing about independence that just can't be replicated. to know i have the ability to get from point a to b by my own sheer will is fucking awesome. my mood has shifted a little too. i'm more on top of it. i think. these sunny days help too. it's not just the day, the nights are different. i allow my body to spread out across my whole bed, legs reaching to covers end. fingers sprawled claiming this space as solely my own. no lingering thoughts of Craig, another body to affirm my body late and night. just me. i'm liking it. a lot.
i find that on my bike i slip into thoughts of critical resistance, pedagogical theory, fantastical daydreams, away from the lonely dependancy driven motivations of wanting 'someone'.
i look back on my evolution in college and giggle. perhaps i have just been indoctrinated into suto-hippy culture. there are worse things that could have happened. fo sho!