how fast can a day at work go from great to god awful? awfully fast. duh. everything started well enough; it was cold this morning--15 i think--with a dusting of snow still on the ground. i ride my bike to work, but i don't mind the cold. maybe it wakes me up, or maybe it's knowing how much money i've saved on gas, or maybe it helps me not feel like a sedentary blob. i actually enjoy riding home as well, particularly after a bad day, such as today. i am full of anger and frustration when i leave and i fume on the 12 minute ride home. but by the time i climb the stairs to my chilly apartment most of my angst has disappeared, which is fortunate, since there was plenty of that today.
the point of this explication is that there was a part of my day that i enjoyed, a part--2 parts i guess--that i enjoy every day i work, even on a craptacular day like today. i quite enjoy cycling, even in the dark, even in the cold.
this is me being hopeful and positive.
on my way to work*:
*note: actual photo may not include author
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