I Want to Ride My Bicycle

I want to ride my bike. (You just sung that a little, didn’t you?)
Just as I was last night, in anticipation of my weekly ride into work.

I’m growing to absolutely love these rides into work, even if they’re not the most strenuous or exhilarating.
It’s a perfect way to slide into the second half of the week, and changes up my routine of catching the bus every damn day.


With the weather getting warmer the sun is shining, birds are chirping, flowers blooming and all similar clichés. But it’s so lovely!


I ride through the burbs, past the white picket fences and gorgeous red bricked houses. I pass cafes smelling of bacon and freshly made bread.

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I love riding through Northbridge at 6:30am; when there are barely any cars on the road, the hipsters are just opening their coffee shops and the air is so clean. The Vietnamese bakeries have been busy, I get a huge waft of their sugary baked goods.


From there it’s an easy coast into the office, where I’m one of the first few to get in and can start the day fresh and revived.

Happy Thursday, you crazy kids.


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