For George Herbert “Thou who hast giv’n so much to me, Give one thing more, a gratefull heart.” Is what I’m thinking as I trudge uphill, hauling my ass up one step at a time, though every time I check to see how far I’ve come, the answer’s “nowhere.” And just around some bump or corner is California, that sunny day you took me cycling for my hundredth time— though it felt like the first time I’d ever pushed my pedals through the gears of moving. Whenever I spun my wheeling feet, the leaves flew by me, and space…
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