If there were ever a theme for a year… yeah letting go is a constant in life but this year came with a heavy dose of it. People we loved, jobs that provided and even the rhythm of life it’s self. Yesterday I lost something that helped get me through so many of those losses. Someone stole my bike from outside of my house. It was disappointing but as I started to think about how it was locked up and how it must have been the middle of the day and yadda yadda yadda - I just had to stop myself and laugh. Remind myself that I don’t control shit outside of myself and that I am wildly grateful that I the bike when I needed it most. It made me think of this quote by Jackson Kiddard - who is kind of a mystery - which I am into - but clearly he was very wise.