night riding and the aimless.

miles: irrelevant.

i've been somewhat of a recluse for the past several weeks. i haven't done much other than work and nap... i haven't even ridden a bike in nearly a month. tonight, though, i went out for a night ride with a friend i hadn't seen in months and had a fantastic time. the temperature couldn't have been more perfect, the traffic was light, and the stars shone brightly... wait, no, that's venus.

it's funny how a late spring/summer evening will make everything seem just right in life... at least, at that moment. after my friend and i had parted ways and i continued riding on, i thought about what i'd write and the word that kept repeating itself was, "optimistic". at first it seemed appropriate but as i thought about it the more it became obvious it was not right. optimism exists in the future and the more i thought about it the less nights like this exist in any time frame, past or future... they're just now. as i rode down dark backroads with the occasional streetlight i looked at the stars, thought about photography, listened to the sound of tires on asphalt, and just generally enjoyed riding without intent or schedule. it truly was a stop-and-smell-the-roses moment.

during a remarkably uneventful period in my life, it's nice to take a break from routine and just enjoy shit.


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