Ramblings fueled by Life, Food & Cycling
@ 39.51 n 106.06 w
Rolling through the fog every morning to not sell it short, detour that extra bit, focus on the next point and try not to let it be too far from the line. I enjoy drawing my own lines, like mid winter looking back at my own tire tracks freshly cut through the snow, my own lines not perfectly straight just linear.
Still a piece of bone floats around in my shoulder I hope it lands in the right spot.