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Operaman just texted me.Do you like to ride bikes late at night sometimes? his message said.
Always, said my reply.
So then he called. I figured if anyone was up for an impromptu late night bike ride, it would be you, he said. We haven’t spoken in weeks.
But earlier tonight I canceled my original plans because Disaster had had a bad day, the really bad sort of day after which you hope your friends will cancel their original plans. We threw a frisbee around and stuffed ourselves with raspberries, and then he couldn’t decide if he actually wanted to keep hanging out or not, because we are negotiating this post-Whatever part, and that is sometimes difficult. Just decide, I said. But he refused. So I left. I left quickly so as to avoid adding to his bad day by shaking him and yelling Not Deciding Is The Same As Deciding Only Stupider. But I suppose he would have been equally fine with either outcome. I suppose that’s why we’re post-Whatever. And why Whatever is all we ever were.
Anyway I wandered over to Powell’s and blew two hours of pay on three paperback books, two used and one indulgent new one because a cute boy at the coffee shop recommended it to me. And there I was headed to Muddy Waters to crack it open when the text arrived, so here I am at home instead, filling fifteen minutes before hopping on my bike.
It’s been a long and busy week requiring both focus and courage, and it has come out rather well. And now I am going biking. And I am not biking to figure anything out or to run away from anything or to process or plan. All week I have felt remarkably and refreshingly Easy. It’s June in Portland and I have new used books and raspberry seeds in my teeth and a glorious three speed bike, two speeds of which I haven’t even explored yet. Think of the Possibility.
posted by tortaluga @ 10:45 PM
2 Comments:
Hi, i like the way you write. I read many blogs, and sometimes i randomly surf and read, right now also by chance i read your blog, among all the blogs i read so far, yours is one of the best, you have a skills, you dont use jargon words and sentences, simple yet charming, smooth and flowless, your writing bring me to imagination. Keep it up tortuluga.
ZN
thanks so much for taking the time to write, zn. it's much appreciated. happy surfing. j
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