If you don’t know what story cubes are, see the introduction to the story cubes series.
To see the original roll of the story cubes, see yesterday’s post.
I felt like I was locked up, dozing through life. It got to be so heavy that I knew it had to stop. I grabbed some cash and bailed for a hike because nothing speaks the truth like some hours in the woods.
I knew what I had to do. I bought a bike that was yellow as a bee. I named it Double Eric because this bicycle was no half-a-bee. I rode up mountains and down them, across flatlands and woods, in sun and through rain. Sometimes I’d stop and pick an apple off a tree and while I’d polish it, I’d think that this tree spent all that time making this one bright, sweet apple just so I would ride a thousand miles to eat it with the appetite that makes everything taste extra delicious that comes with long hours of hard work.
Those wheels and those hours that became days that became weeks brought the reawakening of the sense of being alive that we have so much of as children and none at all as adults. That was what I was hoping to unlock.
Ten points to you if you got the Monty Python reference inserted into an otherwise-serious story.
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