Nice day! Warm and sunny, trees in bloom, daffodils everywhere. I decide to take
the long slow commute in to work today to enjoy the wonderful spring day.
Then one of these comes along and clips my left shoulder (thankfully not my head).
I was in an actual bike lane at the time. Unfortunately, so was the truck that the
mirror was attached to.
I saw a pretty bunch of yellow hyacinth as I flew through the air over my handle bars.
I smelled the juniper as I plowed through the bush. I tasted the salty asphalt and sand
as I tumbled down the road.
The white truck didn't stop. No one else around. Didn't get the license plate number as
I was too busy counting my teeth to make sure I still had them all (I do).
Bruises, scraps, and fat lip.