Journal entries in 'Ruminations' for December, 2006

At Bryan and Cat's place the other night, I tried wine yet again. This time it was only half terrible. I'm experiencing the same thing that happened with Guinness; I find myself occasionally feeling a vague desire for a glass of wine, while at the same time remembering how terrible it tastes. I think that, just as with Guinness, what I'm actually drawn to is the environment that I associate with the drink — the theatrics of carefully pouring a pint of Guinness and enjoying the creamy head, or the relaxing experience of enjoying a glass of wine and good cheese in a pool with friends. Still, for whatever reason, I find myself slowly (and painfully) acquiring a taste for these things that taste so terrible at first.

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I'm loving this bike. Last night I stayed up until about 4am but still wasn't tired in the least, so I took my bike downstairs and rode around town for half an hour, exploring the roads I hadn't yet seen from my car — the roads that don't lead to anywhere I need to go. It's so peaceful being outside in the foggy silence of early morning. It feels like the world of Langoliers, with desolate roads and stoplights changing in silence. It's relaxing to be free of the need to be constantly wary of traffic. At 4am, all the world is a bike path.