Surly Bikes
A few days ago, I sat down to write a blog post like I do from time to time. I had a great idea for the content and pictures and it was gonna rule- but after an hour or so of roughing it out I was looking at a mountain of meandering chicken scratch. It seemed that the promise of my idea might have been better than its reality, or my execution, or both. So now what?
In every book I’ve read or movie I’ve seen, when the protagonist is in limbo something external – a sign, a storm, a bulldozer steps in and keeps the story moving. This has rarely happened to me during my life or I have a hard time recognizing when it does. So then I started thinking about that whole deal which quickly transformed my mind into a fondue pot of fate, mindfulness, faith, and world outlook. An hour of this went by and I was completely confused.
So I decided to go riding.
Some things are just easy to understand.
Sorry, teach- I’ll turn it in next week and hope for half credit!