Dream tides (V)

September 5, 2011

At two a.m., as I paused in the street to read a restaurant’s menu, a boy hopped onto the back of my bike and urged me to pedal him down the block. Even as I shouted at him to get off the bike, I was smiling, because all night—all week—I had been biking my way toward just this encounter.

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