Late Night Biking

Tonight I went on a two hour bike ride around Olympia. It is something that i've done for as long as I can remember, biking around. Night is my favorite time to bike, it is cool out, the stars are shining, and all is quiet. There are more delivery trucks out than anything else on the roads. Sea-gulls caw from their hideouts, and random drunken Olympians leave half-eaten food at bus stops.

The magic of the night is not lost on me, it turns each block of city into an enclosed area, with its own special atmosphere. I miss late night biking as a child. I had such fun nights biking around with my best friends, and my brother. Looking back on my life I can remember many different adventures, in many different places, with a score of different people.

I've been suffering from writers block again. Still. Always. I don't know what to do to get past it. November is just around the corner, and I'll have a book to write. What can I do to shake it off? It is like a thick layer of volcanic ash settled over the windshield. Maybe not quite, but still somewhat similar. Both obscure a desired view, both are thick, and heavy.

Responsibility

What exactly is it? From where does it originate? Where does it lead one? From where does one learn responsibility, and how is it mastered? How will I know when I become responsible?

What about reliability?

And confidence? What must one do to be ever confident? And how may we stay ever-present and aware of ourselves with so much distraction in the world?

Life Changes

In less than two months I begin school, but before then the summer must finish. I have a few events coming up soon. Big things, which will change my life. One just happened yesterday, when one of my very best friends returned from his life in The United States Army. He has been gone for a few years, and has made a few visits, and we have managed to keep in touch, but in the time apart both of our lives have gone in new directions. Time will reveal how we will once again fit into one another's life, but for now it is very excited to have him back, after all who are you without your best friends?

Another of my long time best friends is getting married this coming weekend. I'm excited for it, it is a big step for him, and I hope he is very happy with his life now. He does seem to be, and he does seem much happier than he has been in a very long time. They have a child too, Ezra M. Haws. He is my little buddy.

I'm going to have a group camping trip soon to celebrate life and meetings and partings and relationships with some of my friends. For me it will be a special night, during which I will muse on these things as well as the future, but I assume for the rest it will just be a fun night. I hope it is at least.

Then after the summer festivities have wound down, and the trees turn brown and yellow and orange again under the reign of fall, I will begin college. It won't be a very strenuous class schedule, but each journey begins with a single step, and that single step is one I'm ready to take.