Pedaling Through the Chaos: A Midnight Reflection

 The clock on the wall ticked toward 11:00 PM. It was high time to sleep, yet I remained wide awake.

 A storm of thoughts fought for space in my head. I thought about myself; my family; friends; the work I had left behind; empty pockets; drained savings; bills past their due dates; and debts that hooked me, demanding payment. All these worries mixed into one giant knot: problems.

 

Sometimes you have to ride
in the dark to see the lights 

Ugh, I felt messy! But deep down, I knew I could handle everything, even if no instant solution came to mind.

"Heck with it," I thought. I didn't care anymore. Cortisol spontaneously surged through my body; I felt a warmth in my chest. "It is time. I have to do something," I hummed to myself.

Quickly, I prepared to go out before the night slipped away. Without thinking twice, I decided to deep dive into the night alone. I had to turn these problems into a moment of clarity.

I grabbed my old Trek bike from the wall mount. Next, I put on my brightest, most eye-catching jacket with fluorescent strips on the sleeves and back. I checked the front and rear lights—the most important tools to ensure visibility in the dark. I picked up my helmet, locked the door, walked through the yard, and latched the fence.

 A few minutes later, I found myself on the road, starting to cycle slowly. Where was I going? I had no idea. Just keep pedaling.