Some awesome beer fell into my hands, via John, via Gage.
And Brandy and I got out.
I had so much more that I wanted to pack into the window, so I suppose I could be disappointed, but honestly, I am so, so, grateful for the window and at this five minutes, I feel like I used it pretty well, and am therefore pretty damned bike-satisfied.
Life is harsh for sure. But life is good. Also for sure.