PEDALING THE GLOBE - Afterward

 Of course, now I’m too old to

pedal a bike like I did at half my age.

And admittedly, I pedal the local highways and byways

alone…

although some friends

think I shouldn’t.

But when I am alone

in the darkness of O-dark-thirty…

all existence seems to fade into

a 10 mile stretch of concrete…

upon which I give my time and efforts

And the ethereal sounds of silence

and bless-ed solitude

And an hour devoted to

a routine which never grows old…

and which I must pursue.

By William McDonald, PhD. Excerpt from "(Mc)Donald's Daily Diary" Vol. 49. Copyright pending

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