There's getting up & then sleeping again; putting on clothes, only to take them off; washing dishes & getting them dirty...
There's also feeling confident & having that dashed; happiness that turns to grief; & a day full of promise which has become a day full of nothing.
On days like today, when I'm mindful of the cycling, I think I'm glad for routine. And for the freedom to operate without one.
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