First bike ride in almost a month, this morning. I met the sun as it rose over the hills, just where Napa starts. I've missed riding. Working out at the gym is not the same. It is the feeling of the earth around me that seems to make me the most happy, and happiness is what is needed most of all.
Between last night and this morning I wrote three posts that I didn't publish, all terrible for slightly different reasons - complaints or explanations of complaints. After my ride I don't feel like complaining as much. Funny how that works. It's magical, that sun moving through the wind, that wind moving through that tree, the shafts of morning light dancing through the leaves.