It was only 40 minutes before my first stop. I met a friend going through some tough times, and mostly listened while we ate eggs, bacon, and pancakes. It was early, chilly, and gray. So we also had our share of some fairly solid diner coffee. The waitress was relentless at keeping that mug filled to the brim.
A good breakfast with a friend is satisfying. But I still needed a goodly dose of pedaling empty gravel roads. After that, my body, mind, and spirit were filled to the brim.
Pondero 
To have a friend who listens is a wonderful gift.
I am so happy for your friend.
Keep on pedaling!
Peace 🙂
Kind words, thanks.
Good post. Unfortunately, based on the number of comments so far, your readers are more interested in your bikes than your mind body and spirit. 😉
Thank you, Doug. Yes, it most certainly isn’t about me.
Hey, I for one enjoy reading posts like this. I enjoy thoughtful words, metaphors, and your poetry. You have a knack for saying volumes with minimal words. I’d much rather read this than someone’s thousand word post on which bar tape they’re using.
Haha…connection. Thanks, buddy!