It's easier with a bike under me... The ride makes me center myself in the present moment despite the whirlwind of emotional tornados hurling and whirling around the folks in my life.
Despite my best efforts, I cannot fix or help other people, they have to do it themselves. Deer in headlights, some people cannot or won't help themselves, they'd rather freeze and crawl into a small hole alone and die.
The ride reminds me to just concentrate on me. To just be in this moment.
I find a park at sunset and call my dad. He's happy to hear my voice and I his. It's been a very long week and I have fielded a LOT of other people's hostile and frenetic emotional output.
The helpless need to help themselves for a while.
I'm tired.
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