“I’m part of you?… I’m the reason why it’s no go. Why things are what they are. —William Golding There is hardly any wind. Clouds have gathered around the tops of mountains and settled in great gray clusters that do not move. Somewhere, not too far away, it is probably raining. But here the sun shines bright. The air is mild. I ride slowly and with the visor up so the smells can enter my helmet and surround me. But even with my sunglasses on and the air so calm, still the wind stings my eyes and... brings them to tears. Through my tears the world is softened as if seen through gauze. Reflections are ringed in halos, colors muted, edges fuzzy. Everything is bathed in mist as if it is the world and not I that has been crying. It feels as if it will rain today. Moisture crowds the air. A certain stillness hangs over the landscape. An almost gloom permeates the tranquillity. There is a sadness in the air and not only because of what has been, though that is surely heartbreak, but a sadness too about what might have been.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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