Notes From The Flip Side: 05.07.2000
"The only revolution that interests me is one that will give more people more comprehension of their human possibilities and their human obligations."
I walked to the park tonight, drinking coffee and watching the horizon stripe itself in ribbons of gold. I feel like the bitterness has evaporated, leaving only a salty crust behind. I've been spending a lot of time alone with my bike, off in territory that most people can't get to, lost in the beauty around me. I feel like I'm finally beginning to live again.
Viewing the world from two wheels yields an entirely different perspective. People ask directions more often, people seem more willing to talk. People also seem more likely to run me off the road, but at least I have a bike that can handle it. I don't wear a watch when I'm on my bike - usually, I don't have to be any place in particular at any given time and I just spend the day in golden sunlight and dappled shadows cast by trees. I get to take everything more slowly, and stop to savor it if I want. I never did that when I spent all my time in a car.
The past few weeks have been pretty uneventful. I've been reading a lot of Steinbeck - "Cannery Row," "In Dubious Battle," "The Long Valley" - and starting to work on Nelson Algren, Heinrich Boll, Gunter Grass and Louis-Ferdinand Celine. For once, I feel at peace with myself and my burning heart that wants to do everything immediately. I finally feel like I'm coming home.
In My Eyes "Nothing To Hide," Hot Water Music "Live at the Hardback," The Get Up Kids "Something to Write Home About," Naked Raygun "All Rise," Belle & Sebastian "The Boy with the Arab Strap"