No need to be anyone else more important, rich, successful, well known, going somewhere, getting, having, wanting, needing this or that. Just me and my bike.
And that fills me with the deepest happiness.
Obscure, no one, nothing, on my bike, this midday. Battling my way through a strong head wind, I turn my head to one side, spotting as I do so, a single white toadstool, poking its head above the grass, all alone in the hedgerow.
In its glorious perfection,
I suddenly see myself.
Just as I am.
No need to be anyone else more important, rich, successful, well known, going somewhere, getting, having, wanting, needing this or that. Just me and my bike.
And that fills me with the deepest happiness.
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