Trying not to retreat into nostalgia. So thankful for bike friends and bikes and bikes and bikes. And friends who don't ride bikes. And books and words, and the crisp sting of cold air.
Remembering things that I want to do to make me feel strong. Not feeling weird about doing them. Finding the time and energy. Because I'm a bear and this is winter and I've got a cold cold heart.
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