biccicleta!!

I have a bike. It fits in little Italian elevators and makes my trip to the city center a bunch shorter. I rode my bike home from Lindsay's apartment (where she, Ellie, and I sat and chatted after eating gelato)  tonight laaate. The shining moon, brisk wind in my hair, physical OOMPH, and tunes in my ears made for dreamy pedaling. My bike needs a name.