Pendulum clock

Lunch with my daughter was fabulous! She is brilliant! I am biased, but it is true. The best part? We went to Five Guy’s! She asked me as soon as I got in the car, I hope you don’t mind… I said, Actually, I was kind of hoping… I got that big greasy, double cheeseburger I had my mind set on. I didn’t care what we did. She is a joy to be around. She is a person who makes other people feel good. It’s her nature. Delightful!

Afterward, I took myself on another bicycle ride. I was amped and lately it seems that every day is the best day ever. There was no way I was going to waste it. Third day in a row… 85 degrees, full sunshine, slight breeze, low humidity… Hampton Beach is 5 miles away, saying, Come see me! Intoxicating.

I burned the fuck out of my face the last two days. I’m like a a little kid. I hate putting on sunscreen. I relented because it would have meant certain death. I closed my eyes and sprayed. Hey. It worked.

I am really digging this riding as slow as possible thing. I enjoy it more than ever. I am still getting the hang of it. I catch myself pedaling as fast as possible in low gear. I am in no hurry. I will be going downhill, still pedaling. I’m not going any faster. I don’t want to go any faster. Why am I trying to go faster? I catch myself and slow down. Look around. Enjoy the view. There are so many new things to see and I have lived here most of my life.

For the past few weeks I have been noticing some unusual happenings when I leave the house. People have been smiling at me, saying hi, giving me waves when I pass, starting short conversations in the checkout line. Like never before. Speaking to me before I speak to them. I didn’t pick up on it at first but for the past three days it has been very obvious. I’ve been riding my bike down the central beach forever and I’m always making eye contact and smiling, but now instead of people avoiding my gaze, they are reacting in a positive manner. I couldn’t figure out what made the difference until today. My smile is real! I am genuinely happy and people can tell! I can tell. I can feel I have a big shit eating grin on my face and I’m cruising along singing a song!

Another crazy realization. I’ve been dawdling along the waterfront these days and about 3 hundred and 27 times I’ve thought, Who the fuck is this old broad smiling at? Me! She is smiling at me! We are the same fucking age, fer chrissakes! Here I am still thinking I’m 30 years old. Like, I never? These old broads are hot sometimes too. What have I been thinking? Like, What the fuck? What am I going to do though? Pull over on my bike and ask for their digits? I don’t know… I just might!

The clincher was when I got back to my town in the late afternoon where people are just sick of driving in traffic because all there is to do in this town is drive in traffic. I was still in the flow though. All week long I’ve been in the right place at the right time. It’s no big deal for me to stop at a red light and wait but lately I have been pulling “naturals” and hitting all green without slowing down or speeding up. I made it down the length of route 1 to the last light and hit it just before it turned yellow. My ass was sore and I really needed to make it home. I was so happy! The woman waiting at the red laughed at me as I crossed. The biggest obstacle was the major intersection, I coasted to the sidewalk, put my foot at the bottom of the pole and hit the walk button. BOOM! The little man on the light turned green and it was my time to cross. A woman yelled out her window. “You look really happy!.” I smiled more and said, “I am loving it!” and vibed on that the for the last mile.

I know I have had better days, but come on… This has been pretty fucking incredible!

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