I’m groggy and it’s foggy… I just want to lay in bed. But, I get up. Get dressed. Grab a bottle. Throw my leg over, and coast down my street.
A crow picks at a squashed rabbit.
Just me, my thoughts… well, my brain bucket.
Mr. Bluebird is busy… all the birds are. Sounds like a jungle this morning.
I pedal some. Starting to wake up.
Lordy, it’s good to be living, while everyone else sleeps.
A few commuters and construction guys buzz by… pretty sure they’re not awake yet. Too close.
The legs sing, the lungs expand, the shadows shrink.
Get your buns outta bed, it’s much better to…
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