..normal

Today I realized that I notice when changes begin and end and when they become normal. I remember this one time in high school when I was sitting on a curb in the U-District. All of a sudden (is this proper grammar?) it didn't feel like a place I was visiting anymore, it just felt normal. I also remember when I was a freshman and I was settling in my room. It felt like all new belonging and settings and personalities, but I remember the night that I went to bed and it was normal. Today, I was riding my bike down Stone Way and it felt normal.

I don't really have anything deep to say about it. It just happens sometimes.

I also rode my bike to the Greenbean tonight. I had just been there yesterday, via bus, to train in the space and noted the difference in my experiences. I think that there is a strange vulnerability in biking. Maybe it's the fact that a loose lug nut or chunk of asphalt or crack or sewer cap could send me flying, to soon be grated along the road. This risk makes me more aware and I am forced to pay attention. Then I notice things. I notice the little things that I missed through glass on the bus windows and the I tell my tired legs to stop complaining.

Today I liked biking.