By Arthur Kauffman

Odd Happenstances of Summer

i’m sitting surrounded by sounds of summer and so much beauty it hurts my heart. The onset of the warm season is awakening that primal thing inside me, the thing that leads me to making rash decisions like taking dance lessons or falling in love. Mostly, though, it just makes me want to travel. i wouldn’t trade last summer’s trip to Canada and a First Nations reservation for anything, but this summer i want to do something a bit more spontaneous.

i have a red fixed gear bike that’s itching to see some miles under the tires. i want to ride somewhere, anywhere really, into new spaces and fresh canvas. Here’s to a voyage of dumpster-diving, stealth camping, street photography. And discovery.

Come With?

You should come along. Maybe you’re a fat, tech-addicted, face-palming middle aged person, but there’s still time to learn about the magic of cycling. i’m prepared to do this trip alone, but it’s so much better if others have the privilege of building monster legs and seeing different scenery on a shoestring budget too. You know it.

So hit me up if you’re tired of all this and want to live for a living.

Stay in the loop: Fixi Touring

Other Things

2 more weeks of this semester remaining over here. 4 papers awaiting. 5 finals. Maybe it’s just a coincidence, but it seems like with all the time i’ve spent avoiding the real work i have to do, i’ve been thinking a lot.

Strangely enough, that thinking has been translating into a lot of loose prose poetry. Maybe some will show up here soon.

i saw a red-winged blackbird today just flying in small, random circles. It reminded me a lot of the circles we make when talking ourselves out of whatever trouble we’re in.

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