Couldn’t sleep but couldn’t wake up. One thing for it: getting out on two wheels.
However long it’s been is always too long.
I wonder if my dads wisdom of how very lucky we are to be relatively fit and healthy might make me get out more now that our mortality has been highlighted and slapped us all in the face.
Every day’s a school day.
I miss my early morning ascents of Box Hill. Good for the soul.
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