The Gentle Biker
I wake up pretty early. Most mornings I'll sit on my couch and have my coffee while I read for a bit. Like clockwork, just before 6a.m, one of my neighbors (not sure whom he is) must be leaving for work on his motorbike. He rides very slowly past our houses as the hour is early and I'm sure it's so his loud beautiful bike doesn't wake those he drives by. I think this is very kind, respectful and I hope he knows I've noticed his kindness, whom ever he is.