After a brief reprieve.

I thought I would retire this blog.

Then recently an old friend encouraged me to write again.  I pointed out, as though she wasn't aware, that I was no longer biking.  "And what would I write about now that I'm not on my trip anyway?"  She replied patiently, but clearly disappointed that I couldn't see what was plainly in front of me.  Biking into the wind has always been meant as a metaphor.  And it has never been more appropriate given the direction of my life in the recent months.  So here goes.