tenspeed

I miss nights in the city core. clipping in and out of traffic on my tenspeed bike (which Shae will be teaching me how to fix) and sitting in the back of teahouses late into the night reading Sarte and sipping something full of the flavour of far away lands. there isn't even a cafe in my neighbourhood, let alone a place that serves fairtrade coffee or tea and plays world music late into the night. maybe i'm depressed again. it'd make sense given how little i'm doing lately, how little energy i have, and how much i'm sleeping. i miss my apartment up above the old pharmacy. how strange is that? things to do on my next paycheque:

geared2riot Diary Entry geared2riot 2007