Most of the locals seem to think my plan to ride my bike throughout winter
is insane. But compared to the buses it will be heaven. I'm really enjoying
all the exertion. Cool wind on my face.
I'm starting to believe that winter is really going to happen.
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I'm so excited about being in Manhattan this time next week.
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Not a single thought of poetry this week, other than the nagging concern
about my inattention to it.
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Kneeling in the wet grass and gathering orange leaves into plastic bags
yesterday at twilight.
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The locals probably think your plan is insane because the roads in Rochester become a little narrower with winter weather due to snow. In fact, the snow can accumulate so much that I hope you have quite a hefty all-terrain bicycle!
Hmm, and as the temperatures drop I'm starting to think the locals may be right! If I'm sitting in front of the heater in mid-winter instead of riding my bike, I'll have to find a new mode of transport.
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