I’m feeling a tad pushed around. Like I can hardly battle the forces that be.
Perhaps it was a bad idea to bike to work today. It was a tough ride back, from school to the café. Eight miles of grueling wind, straight in my face. An apt metaphor for so many things!
But who could blame me! In the morning – it was so inspiring, so absolutely beautiful, in a golden stalks of corn sort of way!
So what happened? The wind kicked up, the work piled on... And on...
On the good side, I discovered that I can stay on an exclusive-use bike path 95% of the eight mile distance, traveling from my office to the Oasis Café.
Fantastic. But that's it for the upside. On the downside -- did I mention the wind?