#officialbeercat

I didn't understand it then. Although we were the same age she seemed much much wiser than I.

And now I thirst for the warmth of a summer day spent in a car. The familiar lull of the heat hitting my face.

How distracted have I been to not realize summer has come and gone. And the taste of the breeze can still feel like riding my bike to her house on a hot summer day.

Rage hate love hope disappointment uneasiness?

It flows over me so vapidly

Time work sleep injustice

I render myself obsolete

Ensnared

Got my bike up and running!

I removed the starter and checked it. It was working fine however.

So I charged the battery overnight and put it all back together and lo and behold!! It turned over and is now running fine!

I know the past defines us and may even make us who we are. I keep falling into the same mistakes and the same delusions. But now I feel more at a standstill than anything.

Another chapter of my life has come to an end. And here I am yearning for its return.

I'm caught in a circle.

Will I return to my last chapter? Or will a new chapter find me and play itself over like the steady droning of the beating of wings. Caught in the new web of the past using the blueprints of the dead.

My bike is still not running.

I imagine it has to do with either the starter or the stator.