musing kennbivins

What is this prickly, cold to the touch
That rejects my beloved and protesteth too much?
The all that I am or was or would be
Is cast out with ashes by the buoy out to sea
Is it me that is crackling and barren to seed?
Or is it her that is starving, refusing to feed?
Reckless abandon towards horizons [...]

It’s been well past a month since I initiated the simple experiment of parking my car and biking it as much as I could for one month. My fuel budget of the past two months had found it’s way rising well beyond the $225 mark (thank you, Mr. President).
Well, I am [...]

Water from rocks and manna-soaked socks
And quail in my locks, still a 40-year clock
I wait at the dock yet my ship never stocks.
39 more years I’ll hang on this block
“This one bring you luck!”
But luck is a crock
And I’m staring at walls that tick and then tock
And then a dismissive obsessive regressive tock
Walking alone while [...]

“Do something once a day that scares you.” - Eleanor Roosevelt
In kenn-speak, break from your routine, step outside of your comfort zone, and LIVE. Daily.

16 days into my 30-day experiment and I’ve discovered a newfound passion for cycling, an alternative to coffee, an aversion/attraction to train commuters, and about $100 in unused fuel funds thus far. I’m quite certain that I will continue this alternative design of transportation for as long as the weather permits. I’ll post [...]