you think you know the pattern, then something transcends it. �not a different pattern, but looking at it from far away, you see that the pattern you were aware of was just a tiny part of the real pattern. �like a fractal. �everything makes sense this way. �just adjust your view, back up and it will fall into place.

riding onto the hawthorne bridge, after the short uphill part, it's downhill and swinging around the curve onto the bridge, the view changes and you see the whole city. �i was singing loud "oh my darling, when you smile, it is like a song. and i can hear it now".

riding along the waterfront i saw this boy. �i've been seeing him around for about a year and i always look at him cause i think he's pretty. �once he said he liked my earrings. �the last time, we both turned around to look back, on hawthorne. �this time i looked to the right and saw him, and we both smiled. �i wonder who that is. �i kept riding though.