• the ride is the ritual • the ride is the ritual •

meet like it’s just another Tuesday…

then somehow we’re rolling through
alleys, trails, gravel, shadows, lights —
…wherever the ride takes us.

sometimes it’s chill, sometimes —
i t ’ s c h a o s .

sometimes it feels like we accidentally pedaled into a
bicycle-powered spirit realm.

——we go fast,
w e s l o w d o w n,
we break the spell for snacks, jokes, smoke,
water, nervous system resets —
then we drop back in.

nobody gets left,
everybody gets lifted,
and somehow we’re all stronger just by
showing up on shitty bikes in strange places.

and at the end
we scatter back into the night like,
yeah…
see y’all next Tuesday.