RealityRevision

trip snippets

• I'm returned. Overall it was a splendid trip.
• I wasn't looking for clarity, but I think it found me.
• I also have a acquired an comical belief in karma.
• My machine now needs new parts, I had spokes the kept on snapping and handle bar wrap that wouldn't stay in place.
• I now know dill pickles are a bad breakfast food and cereal transcends the breakfast meal.
• I tasted the feeling of days bleeding together.
• Warm walmart water given by a guy in a car with sharpie drawings all over the dash, parted with a, "f-cking a gentlemen"...restored my hope in folks and partially cars.
• Dreams were common place, now if I could just remember them.
• Oh and parking garages hate me.
• I know this isn't my last trip.

Fixie Tourage

Life ticks by and recently I've grown very restless. The usual seems to be sucking the life out of my soul...I'm ready for a change. My life seems like an huge intersection right now...I'm a planner without plans. Taking a week off for some nomadic fixie tourage...seems like a good start. So tomorrow I drive to DC, with my bike and shit. My plans are to join up with art, for the DC to Richmond VA leg of his three week journey. I plan to be back in a week.

So this time I will fall in love with the road and the rhythm, sure answers are nice but a beating heart is always better.

This is a picture of my machine. Not much to look at, but she is the shit, to ride.