Lots of complications, but only one answer. I gotta have a bike. I supposedly live in the snow, and despite the locals talk, I’ve yet to see it. Its 12 degrees in the morning, but I wouldnt be going sideways.
I gotta get me a bike. I need the hope of a bike. I gotta put me a plan into action. I got a few moves.
Been reading some of my old blog posts. Fuck, I gotta get me a bike. I gotta wake up in a new town, with a new outlook on the day. One good day lasts a month sometimes.
I love my wife, God knows I do.
I love my kids. I love seeing who they are, and how they handle challenges. Sometimes holding the wife off from their challenges, so they can find out what they’re made of. Thats a blog post for some day, that maybe only men can understand.
but I miss my bike. Can’t go into the garage and start her, can’t ride around the block. Can’t dream about the next long trip where I sit in field and wonder how it was in the day, or bullshit with a bro who understands. Can’t be the prick who’s riding when its way too cold. yeah, I gotta have a bike.
Time to get serious. yeah, it really is complicated, but by next snow melt, Ill have one.