I stood in the doorway and let my bones file a complaint about the day.
Then I smiled at nobody and at everybody because a day like this does not show up without a committee.
Some things in this country feel like arguments that got lost on their way home. We cannot solve all of that in one kitchen.
We can stop when something glows in the road. We can rewrite what a towel means. We can teach an engine to sing someone to sleep.
Tomorrow we will go to the park where the swings have a view of the creek.
We will watch a hawk draw circles above the ball field. We will decide to call that shape forgiveness.
I will tell them that some people keep riding because the map is complicated.
I will tell them that some people keep riding because stopping is a gift you are asked to give more than once.
June will pat the sidecar twice. Caleb will check the straps. I will turn the key and think about the mile we left and the miles coming.
When we pull out, our house will look smaller in the mirrors and then it will not be in the mirrors at all. That is how mirrors work.
The road will gather us and make room.
The swallows on the warehouse will be doing their job without us. The judge will be reading another file. The nurse will be humming another song.
We will carry what we can carry. We will lay the rest gently in places that know how to hold.
If you ask me why I said yes, I will not answer with years or numbers.
I will answer with a towel that turned into a flag, a drawing that turned into a map, and a patch that turned into a promise.
I will answer with two hands tapping a sidecar twice and a small voice that has not learned words but knows how to tell the truth with breath.
We call that truth safe.
We call that promise home.
And we keep riding toward it, together, until both names feel like the same road.
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