After a frustrating night at work, the ride home proves much more interesting.
I was riding my bike home from work through downtown. It was a warm night, almost midnight, and I was taking my time. It was Friday night and I had no classes tomorrow but it was three days until payday and I was broke. I really didn’t want to go home … there was nothing to do there … but with no money there was precious little else I could do. Add to that the fact that I was really, REALLY ...Read On