This E Day was spent with memories of past E Days and how they have shaped the person responsible for this post. Details later on a more deserving blog, but for now it is cycling. This morning as any other Sunday with coffee and newsprint. Prepared dinner and then hit the road. Rode up Edwardsville hill into a prevailing dark cloud that brought much rain after I had made it home. Made my way around Quarry and Old Hill Roads, down the Paoli Pike Hill, back to Community Park and then to downtown NA and then back up Spring Street Hill to home.
This holiday of sorts is always measured with personal trife: death, seroius injury, near death and living past all of the mentioned. Another Christian Holiday in which I have never fit.
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1 comment:
Ed,
Be mindful that in not fitting in, ye are not alone my friend.
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