I had a disorganized tizzy leaving the house, packing up computer, finding badge, doing a few little chores. Weird weather morning again. Clear, but gloomy hazy horizon. About a mile out I realized I hadn't woken up the behavior kid for his meds. I stopped around halfway and called my wife, who would have been up by then, but to no avail. I sat for a minute or three and watched the morning over the lake. When I started up again I just had no drive. I didn't feel tired, just didn't have much will to move the pedals. Winched along til I got to work. Finally got in touch with my wife a bit after the school bell time and everything had gone fine.
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Genesis 49:16-17
"Well, well!" said Holmes, impatiently. "A good cyclist does not need a high road. The moor is intersected with paths and the moon is at the full."