Two roads diverged, and mine just changed (my Peace Corps departure is now delayed until August 2021), and I sit on the wall by the babbling creek that I pass while Traveling at the Speed of Bike and I wonder what I can do for just a little while more from this place I’ve long outgrown (but where I’ve needed to be while sheltering-in-place) . . .
What’s next?
Who knows?
Traveling at the Speed of Bike 