At The October Commuter Breakfast: Act II

Bike Commuters of Atlanta

Seen At Cakes & Ale

When I go biking, I repeat a mantra of the day's sensations: bright sun, blue sky, warm breeze, blue jay's call, ice melting and so on. This helps me transcend the traffic, ignore the clamorings of work, leave all the mind theaters behind and focus on nature instead. I still must abide by the rules of the road, of biking, of gravity. But I am mentally far away from civilization. The world is breaking someone else's heart.

~Diane Ackerman

On Forsyth Street: An Urban Commuter

dress: Target
cardigan: gift
shoes: Modcloth
eyeglass frame: See
bike: Schwinn refurbished by Bikes Not Bombs