I've just got home from a friend's- nothing much happened there worth recalling, although it was fun. The journy home is the more important part; but firstly I must explain some of the background setting
Firstly I recently bought a walkman so I've been listening to all my/my parents old tapes
Secondly I have points when I know I'm not astute & am inclined not to be in a terribly good way, but it's something I live with: I make sure I don't drink (if at all) as I'll end up having too much, I also make sure I'm a bit more careful in general
Anyway I was cycling back along the pavement as I have no lights & am tired -I have a kraftwerk tape playing in one ear, the other has no earphone so I can hear the cars- which is odd as usualy if I strain my ears I can hear the gentle background sound- but not today, there's the odd car slipping past but the rest sounds quieter tonight. I peadal on in the lights of the street I spot the occasional drunk & one or two other people, but it's pretty empty as far as main roads go- I trundle on the beat of kraftwerk becomes almost zenlike as I drift along. I stop peddling for a moment just enjoying the road glittering past in a galaxy of glass stars throwing reflected street light back up at me. I bump down onto the road, the motes of glowing light are fantastic throwing up an auror -I glide over them imagining myself disconected from all of mankind floating high above the sky. A car approaching brings me back from my lofty heights as it whisks past I think it wise not to ascend such flights of fancy for my own road saftey.
I cycle on fairly uneventfully I turn of the main road & start to wind back to my house through the smaler side streets -glancing up I spot an insect for a split second, illuminated in a halo of light I think that it is wonderful to be that beautiful if only for the admiration of a nighttime cyclist- I'm rather jealous of the insect. I cycle on, hop of my bike & go to unlock my front door- the first key I use doesn't seem to work then I realise its the wrong one- I then open the door using the right ones- my tape player clicks as the tape ends, what perfect timing how nice 
