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Are there days when you actually shouldn’t be out riding around on a bike? Â I don’t know. Â But apparently the woman who stopped her car as I was standing along the road snapping a few pictures thought so.
“Can I give you a ride home?”
“Oh … no thank you, I’m fine. Â Just taking a few pictures,” I say.
“Um… well, ok.” Â (Looking at me sideways, apparently assessing my state of mental health).
“But thanks for asking,” Â I say with a smile, trying to assure her that I had a functioning brain underneath my helmet.
Maybe if she could just see the sky the way I saw it today, from the seat of my bike … would she understand?
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