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It’s weird to ride the bus to class to the UMN.

Young men are next to me and I ask myself  “have I waited these years to finish six upper level classes?”.

It’s strange to walk around campus with young people.

Night classes provides different experience, but there isn’t classes available for what I need.

It is and will be an experience to remember when I get to be 75 years old.

For now, I’m going to class to talk about what it is to talk for others.



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Solo without a plan

Three, four or five days, it doesn’t matter.

You know you are alone.

Hoping to get fun in the woods,

In the water or in the camp.

You got it planned, then you expect the best, perhaps a twist or a surprise.

It should have been as planned.

But things do change, mosquito bites, forgotten parts, crazy fun, or bike riding.

At least until you find out is illegal.

What you think it could have been fun, turned out to be a problem.

At the end, the enjoyment was there 

But, the experience leaves room for improvement and something to say.

Stick to the plan and stay with the plan.

Deviation to satisfy lust can be a bad result when you abuse the riding.

After all, not all trails are rideable.