What is good in this life

[cosmolinguist]

To have a sunny day, warm enough that you can wear shorts, and that you can sit outside on the patio after work, waiting for your boyfriend to finish work so you can go on a bike ride.

To be patiently and accessibly shown, again, how to use the weird little battery-powered pump to pump up bike tires (something that always seems necessary for sporadic cyclists such as ourselves), determined to do so again before I forget, so I can be a little less dependent on others to do chores for me.

To zoom away on speedy tires at the perfect PSI, making for easy going even on my preferred route which is off-road but more hilly than most places in this flat city named after a hill that isn't there any more.

To emerge and explore a little of a part of the city where I had two boyfriends (sequential, not overlapping) living in the same bedroom for several years but haven't had so many reasons to visit it since.

To end up outside a pub, locking our bikes together while D goes to procure drinks, sitting watching old men in flat caps and Good Dogs being walked nearby because it's a sunny evening.

To drink a perfectly nice beer, a known quantity, and eventually wiggle closer to D on the picnic bench so we can hold hands.

To go inside to get the next round, petting a giant black labrador sitting between the bar and the menu on the wall.

To bike home in what feels like a quickly encroaching night, two months after the solstice. I get a little chilly but tell myself it's worth it for the ease of making this trip without having to bring or wear a hoodie, something I rarely get to do.

To get home to a dog who's ecstatic to see us.

To stand in the kitchen eating the takeout that arrived while we were out: halloumi and Lebanese bread and salad and homemade hummus, so oily I make a mess of trying to acquire a portion for myself and instead just stand at the kitchen countertop happily stuffing my face.

To go to bed soon after, because all the biking and beer and food has left me so sleepy.

Comments

[jesse_the_k]

Ahhhhhhhhh.