Night Riding
It’s the absolute perfect night for moped riding. The cool night air allowed to wear my jacket and a stocking cap. The lights of the cars and streets seemed brighter and had more character than normal. I leapt over railroad tracks, cornered expertly, and smiled about the chill in my cheeks. Coming down the newly paved Oakland hill I stayed full throttle in the curves, my hat slipping higher on my forehead as I hit 40 and beyond.
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This afternoon I sat in with Dan and Greg as they discussed some details on the possible new coffee shop in town. Dan and Bill are trying to start it, with Greg and Brian giving experienced advice and equipment help. I’ll be really excited to see it come to life, though it’s going to be a ton of work and money. If anyone can pull it off, those guys can. Kalamazoo is full of people who are willing to help out too.
I’m itching to start something large scale like that, but the timing isn’t right for me yet. For one, I don’t want to commit that much of my life to Kalamazoo. Secondly, I haven’t finalized the focus of what I want. Within ten years I’ll be running something like a bookstore with a design studio above it. Just not yet.
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