I was feeling particularly constricted by life's obstacles last Saturday. Rather than stay stuck in that place, I got out on my bike.I adorned the spoke with lights that make them look like a spirograph art project when they spin. We all know headphones are bad when you ride in traffic, so I cranked up the bluetooth speaker. Oh yes. I was *that* girl.
Dusk started to settle as I crossed into Umstead. The fog poured into the valleys like some kind of molasses into a bowl. The leaves blew like confetti.
I felt better when I realized I didn't need to know where the road was going.
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