MORTALITATIS

Imagining a day without me:

may-rah-kee*

My brother would no doubt stare at me from under his big-brother eyebrows and say “that’s a bad idea. It really is.”  He’d be right, he is right, he always is – riding in the darkness into a blizzard is fool hardy at best, but nonetheless needs must and last night my shoulders hunched into […]

When the day is done, I’ll take my body home

A day of stress, anxiety and general boredom is often relieved by the thought of the ride home, though as the nights draw in I often procrastinate before leaving and take an inordinately long time to change into the bike kit.  Not for me the ‘citizen cyclist’, in jeans and a t-shirt, my commute is […]

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