Some days it feels like it’s all going to shit. This was one of those days.
When I got home, hours later than I planned, I realized that I forgot to pick up my birth control pills and had only twenty minutes to get them before the pharmacy closed. So I got on my bike and got the pills, then started back home.
But then I didn’t want to stop, so I kept riding, without having the slightest idea where I was going. The air was warm and perfect, and all the streetlights looked like summer, and it wasn’t raining at all so my brakes actually worked, and I found a hundred new roads and buildings and alleys and everything went by really fast, and I felt the rush of alone and the dark and how good it is when absolutely no one knows where you are.
Then my legs started getting sore so I rode home.