As I sit here to ponder
the tickle on my tongue
these spicy noodles
and another spoonful
of Chinese chili oil,
I remember the things
I’ve done alone
and the adventures I’ve paved
for people and myself.
I remember the bike ride
downhill the forest in Slovenia
when it started to rain
and my bones ached a little
of joy and loneliness
and strength,
and I thank my feet and my legs
for taking me everywhere
I did not know I was going.
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