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The neighbors drink and laugh on their porch

while the old man gathers himself,

easing his red bicycle out of the garage.

Compression socks improve the red flow that is life.

Sunglasses smooth the glare into his artificial lenses.

Prosthetic valve goes click click click.

Six hundred seconds on the flat street.

The lowest gear a mountain bike offers.

Then down the small hill to home

and the garage

and bed.

The neighbors drink and laugh on their porch

while the old man gathers himself,

easing his red bicycle out of the garage.

Compression socks improve the red flow that is life.

Sunglasses smooth the glare into his artificial lenses.

Prosthetic valve goes click click click.

Six hundred seconds on the flat street.

The lowest gear a mountain bike offers.

Then down the small hill to home

and the garage

and bed.

the energy demands are huge, I could be allergic, and I could never give it back.

When you watch the elite teams in the playoffs, it becomes apparent that the prototypical Bruins style is obsolete. Speed kills.

I stayed with someone who is not emotionally available. Now I'm sick and it's too late to start over. I have a rewarding career that I pursue two hours/day. All of my energy is saved up to see those two clients. They have no idea. This is all there is. Nothing to look forward to. The proverbial end of the road. Very very sad.

I read it in 7th grade when I was 12. It relieved me from my loneliness...I didn't know anyone else felt and knew such feelings. I'm 74 now and still feel the same way.

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Had a bad ebike accident so bought a mountain bike because of its very low gear ratios. Put on an adjustable stem and rigged an accessory bar with handles to make the posture more comfortable. All that for 10 minutes of flat riding once a week. Better than nothing I suppose.

My wife has done it twice. Wasn't paying attention to a hot day and wasn't paying attention to the heater in winter.

One of the hardest things about aging is not having something BIG to look forward to. You make decisions, you wind up somewhere, and that's your life. The good and the bad. The bad for me is an unfulfilling marriage that I stayed in. Poor health. And coming to terms with never having, and no longer having the possibility of, the romantic love I'd longed for. Accepting that, that's the gut punch.

Bonus points if you know the tune, live in Rhode Island, and can name someone famous for singing it. Extra bonus points if you feel like chatting and maybe having a cup of coffee.

I am a retired music teacher, political liberal, and a reader of fiction.

First of all, immense kudos to the organization, fans and citizens of Buffalo for 1- always playing the Canadian anthem, and 2-taking over last night!!

I spent a lot of time in Buffalo in the early 80's. It's a great town with great people. As for hockey.... I root for the Bruins because I live nearby and watch them all the time. But really, I love elite athleticism and hate the vitriol from fans, all over the world. Hockey has more luck than any other sport. The margins are so tight. Any team can win any short series easily, while playing just as hard. One tiny mistake that's capitalized on....

If the Sabres win, that's who I'll root for the rest of the way. Go Athletes!

https://soundcloud.com/johndolt14/dad-feb-12-2017

Most people feel the need for a life partner. Our 20's are precarious; hormones, social/cultural pressures, etc. If you're TOO needy, your selectivity is compromised. In my case, I was new in an unfamiliar city, was lonely and depressed, and had a preconceived ideal of 'Miss Right'. We married quickly. It was a mistake. So go slow, take red flags seriously, live together first, and make sure you're making decisions from strength, not vulnerability.