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Jim Dalling
Aug 15, 2024
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The buzzing in my spine echoed that of my tires, their knobs howling at the insult of being directed across asphalt.

Call my agent! Check my ryder! I will not work under these conditions!

Oh how the knobs did howl with insult!

Do you know who I AM?

Then came another buzz.

And that buzz came not with pleasure, but alarm.

A truck?

I was riding to pick mine up.

Lifted. Big stupid tires.

They buzzed.

My spine buzzed.

I let off the paved shoulder and down into the dirt I rolled. Tires crunched gravel as my freewheel buzzed

The buzz wasn’t too much

(in fact just enough)

I popped back on the pavement and pedaled a little bit more quickly - a whole lot more quickly

I simply sprinted.

Buzz buzz buzz

What sound do you make when your outrun your fear?

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