Day Three Hundred Forty Seven: I Swaggered

I finally got out and rode today. It was mid-forties at eleven so I found some path and took off. It had been a number of days and I was feeling grouchy about it. It was ten miles of beautiful, amazing, invigorating, mind quieting and fun. All the things I expect and rejoice in. Afterwards, I had an errand to run and I found myself in a full on swagger as I walked across the parking lot and through the store. I caught myself and laughed, then continued. Hells yeah, I kick ass.

Monday, December 13: Sharpie on Pastel on Paper, 9x12