I know how to ride a bike. It's just the thought of falling off a bike that scares the living daylights out of me. Dena says I pay too much attention to past time and future time that I forget to live in the present time. All this time I have missed the joy and the energy I get from a morning wind kissing my face when I ride my bike! So I put Bumblebee (Yup! my bike has a name) right by the front door as a daily reminder that it's not my past or my future that defines my present, but it's my present that defines my past and future.
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