I should have taken a picture.
Wait, let me back up. I attended a very dear friends going away part last night. She's finally graduated college and is off to explore the world, which is thrilling and exciting and all that. Like most farwells this one was of course tinged with just a little bit of sadness to accompany the joy. Leaving that part was one of the hardest things I've recently had to walk and then ride away from, knowing that once I had ridden away then that day and that chapter of our friendship and finally reached its epilogue. It was wonderful and it hurt, flowers and wounds and all that.
But on the way home I passed through the heart of downtown Milwaukee. Which is something like 6 blocks, but still it is technically a "downtown" area. Anyway, it was the most calming wonderful bike ride I have experienced in quite awhile. Namely because the streets were completely devoid of traffic. Not another soul around. Absent of foot traffic, vehicular traffic, and bicycle traffic save myself, peddling away from one of my best friends. Wishing that I could make that last moment, that last kiss, linger on just a little more. So I rode alone through the empty city at midnight, accompanied only by a soft breeze and odd chill of a city at sleep.
7 miles I rode away from her. It was 7 miles through the dead quiet of the city. It almost felt like some sort of apocalypse or cataclysm had struck and I was the only one left. Peddling. Anyway, I guess my point is that I relished in the quietness and solitude of the city at night. Now I sit here and write this, one day older and one day wiser and can't help but think, that I should have stopped to take a picture.
Sigh.
Wait, let me back up. I attended a very dear friends going away part last night. She's finally graduated college and is off to explore the world, which is thrilling and exciting and all that. Like most farwells this one was of course tinged with just a little bit of sadness to accompany the joy. Leaving that part was one of the hardest things I've recently had to walk and then ride away from, knowing that once I had ridden away then that day and that chapter of our friendship and finally reached its epilogue. It was wonderful and it hurt, flowers and wounds and all that.
But on the way home I passed through the heart of downtown Milwaukee. Which is something like 6 blocks, but still it is technically a "downtown" area. Anyway, it was the most calming wonderful bike ride I have experienced in quite awhile. Namely because the streets were completely devoid of traffic. Not another soul around. Absent of foot traffic, vehicular traffic, and bicycle traffic save myself, peddling away from one of my best friends. Wishing that I could make that last moment, that last kiss, linger on just a little more. So I rode alone through the empty city at midnight, accompanied only by a soft breeze and odd chill of a city at sleep.
7 miles I rode away from her. It was 7 miles through the dead quiet of the city. It almost felt like some sort of apocalypse or cataclysm had struck and I was the only one left. Peddling. Anyway, I guess my point is that I relished in the quietness and solitude of the city at night. Now I sit here and write this, one day older and one day wiser and can't help but think, that I should have stopped to take a picture.
Sigh.