I feel funny this morning, strangely open, and receiving that which surrounds me, like an old time radio. Big, strong, heavy, sturdy, yet simple and serving my purpose. My volume is low and the signal is weak, but the tubes...

So, there are I am riding along on the new funky e-trike. I'm finicking with my helmet, because I'm still not used to wearing these things. There, now it's better, I hate feeling like my head can't breathe. I turn right from...