Jesus rolled over my dashboard last night
And other thoughts n things on my evening ride.
Mile one:
Cue Chappell Roan. It’s about damn time I listen to this supposed album of gold
Am I gay now? No, I don’t like women
But Chappell is the queen on gaydom
Am I gay because I’m into this
Juliette quit.
Cars suck
People can’t drive
Can’t they see I’m the fucking owner of the road.
I curse a lot
Is my vocabulary going to shit
This is nice, why don’t I do this more
I miss-
Mile two:
“Knee deep in the passenger seat and you’re eating me out is it-”
How did she think of this like who is like yeah I wanna sing this constantly
I guess it’s true though.
Why can’t I get this lyric out of my head
I keep swerving out of the lane. I should be the next president… really Joe Bidening the fuck outta this.
That guy is in my lane
Why did I just fist bump him and say hey
Did I just fist bump a homeless dude
Human’s are funny
I just fist bumped a homeless dude
We’re all just livin.
Mile three:
Those are the biggest balls I’ve seen on a dog
I’d rather not think about dog balls… it’s funny to think about dog balls
haha, dog balls.
Balls are funny. So the church is just gonna look me in the face and tell me god said “Yes, the only way to procreate is put these two little balls on men and let them just hang off their body” the fuck??
Anywho
My brain is probably broken
Do I think like this because I have brain scars
I literally can’t stop thinking about the intensely uncomfortable way those dog balls were swaying.
Mile four:
Just biked by the juice place I used to go to all the time
The people that work there aren’t nice anymore
People can change everything about a place.
The 7/11 next to the dock played opera over its speakers at 8 a.m.
I liked that.
If I own a 7/11 one day I would do that
When the fuck am I going to own a 7/11
There’s always a chance.
I’m sweating
I sweat a lot
I wonder what I look like to people passing me in their cars
I definitely don’t look cool and I was always scared of not looking cool but I don’t really give a shit now
I hope how shitty I look makes someone laugh
I wave to every runner or biker I go by
They always wave back
I wonder what kinda life they live
Are they happy
Did they wake up next to someone they love
I hope they’ve experienced deep love
I’m glad I have
I hope he finds me again.
Mile five:
I just went over the smallest little bump and my AirPod flew out of my ear and into the road
Is my left ear big or something
I go pick up my little banged up AirPod in the street.
It feels so wrong to stand in the middle of the street
I think I’ll stand here a little longer
I keep going.
Just noticed they lined the construction area with pictures of the beach
The construction area is on the beach
Tryna be so sly
Kinda makes me laugh.
Mile six:
Made it to Deerfield
I always thought it was such a far ride from the old house
It’s really not.
I feel totally at peace
He would’ve loved this.
I grieve that
The sun is starting to set now
The air is cooler… only 89 degrees!
I’m fucking frosty the snowman
I’m gonna sweat my ass right off this bike
Time to turn around.
Mile seven:
I think I can do a century ride
How many miles am I at
Ok chill Juliette.
I hate going back the way I came
I just wanna keep going up
I wonder where I’d get to if I biked 100 miles up the coast.
Picking up my board tomorrow and I’m so excited
Can I put that board on my bike? That would probably be another Joe Biden moment…
Mile eight:
I’ve never been so thirsty in my life.
Why did I think I could do this without water
That ice cream soaked any hydration I had left straight outta my body.
I wonder if Leah could run me out a cup of water
“Bring me water, boy”
I’ve done a lot today
I’m tired now
Why did I just think I could do a century ride
Mile nine:
I feel like my brain is thinking less
All I can do is keep pushing
My parking ends in 10 minutes.
“Please, please, please, don’t prove I’m right”
Ok, I’m kinda over this song.
My hands are numb from how hard I’m gripping the bike
Why the fuck am I gripping the handles so hard
No one is gonna snatch me off this bike.
Still thinking about that barracuda I caught this morning
52 inches and teeth sharp enough to take a few fingers off
I’m never coming down from that high
I feel like a fuckin white dude. Lemme flex with my fish on insta… actually I probably will
Can’t even lie my fish is badass.
Mile ten:
It’d be funny if I wrote about my thoughts tomorrow.
The things that have occurred on this little ride.
It’s only been an hour and I’ve noticed how quick my emotions change
How fast my thoughts fly
I’ve been practicing awareness
I’m growing.
I could do a few more.
Mile eleven:
Never mind, at the car now.
I feel pretty badass
Actually never mind I remember this helmet makes me look stupid.
All that has changed in an hour.
All the places I’ve been.
I noticed the heron engraved into the glass on someone’s front door. I wonder if that brought joy to their day.
It brought joy to mine.
Photos from the route.
