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riding into love ~ July 13, 2002 - 10:15 p.m. I rode my bike up to boulder creek today, needing to be with that particular branch of my extended family tree. I love my boulder creek people. they've got my back. I've been needing my friends around me these last few days. needing beautiful people to feed me love and warmth, to help me feel safe and cherished. and they've all been there for me. I'm still a little stunned. the ozone psychodrama is the first thing out of my mouth when people ask me how I'm doing... he threatened to pull a gun on me... I very nearly had him arrested... so bizarre. I put a new air filter in my bike, and it's been running much more smoothly. I made it across the county and back with no problems. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that that's all the problem was. it was a gorgeous day for a ride, too-- lots of bikes on the road. not sure what else to say about my day. I'm recovering, feeling the love. I'll try to write about high sierra before too long. before it fades away in the mists...
(((rings))) |