It’s been a while. Thank you for being patient. There have been a good many miles between you and me – my fair friend – and know that I’m sorry for the absence. I’m hardly vain to suspect that you dared miss my inconsistent ramblings, yet I hope that for those who choose to spend their time with my words have found themselves at some point wanting. The past months have been good ones. I biked successfully from my family’s home in North Carolina to Philadelphia. I co-led a group of 34 young adults from New Hampshire to Vancouver in the summertime, pedaling for affordable housing with the non-profit organization Bike & Build. I just returned from Vancouver last week, having spent two weeks on a cross-country road trip with B&B’s 15 passenger van and trailer. I am settled in for the next week in Winston-Salem, collecting myself for the future. For those who care – I don’t know the next move. I’m headed to Utah late September, and then Montana for a spell, finding myself back on the East coast in some vague capacity late October. From there the winter is free … where the wind blows I’ll drift through the cold months, landing this coming spring, at some point, in Florida.
Communication will be spotty. Montana will be devoid of internet. I’m excited about that. These past four days at home I’ve felt more plugged than I have all year. There’s something special to be said about radio silence. You won’t miss me much. I’ll be writing, and shall share with you the yield come November. My fingers are crossed and laces locked that I’ll be in a better position December to be a better sharer … the road demands more attention than I’d reckoned.
So know that I’m back, for now, and that I’ve been thinking about you a lot. This coming year is our year together – so strap in tight and hold on.
Let’s go exploring.