The day after I mastered a two-wheeler i felt invincible.
The day after that I fell on the curb.
The day after that I couldn't play until the streetlights went on, because I was still healing.
The day after that I was back on the bike.
How many times I fell off that bike.
But I never batted one eye.
I always got back on and rode a little bit further.
How far can you ride before you fall again?
The day after the first day of summer It was hot.
I rode my bike to work and chained it to the fence outside.
It rained and rained on the ride home...and when I got there I forgot that the ride back was horrible.
The weeks after that were rainy.
The day after I had a breakthrough I lost the game I was playing.
I took my luck for granted and fell again.
Life isn't as forgiving as a bike.
But i'll get back on again anyway.
27.7.08
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