Wow. I’ve been all over the place lately, it seems. Not physically, although I have been all over Portland, but mentally. My brother’s been here; my mom came up for a while; the Portland-Corvallis cultural exchange continued; we hosted a massive number of awesome people for a vegan post-Thanksgiving feast. …
I was biking home today, slightly uphill, when another fellow on a bike came up on my left. “I’m cheating!” he said. “I have a motor!” I smiled at him, since I love it when people say something when they pass me instead of just giving the straight-ahead, 100-mile, I-don’t-acknowledge-you-as-a-fellow-human-being …
Leaves in the bike lane… Swift tires crunch through them, loud I’m glad they’re not wet
Sometimes, I get grumpy about having to do things: I don’t want to go to work. I know I’ll feel better if I do, but I don’t want to go running. I don’t want to make dinner. There are whole hosts of things I sometimes petulantly don’t want to do, …
