We don’t know what we don’t know

Which is a lot. I know that right now I am having trouble sleeping. Took an ambien, as I do every single night. I typically feel it kick in, not too long after I take it. Felt it kick in, put my sleeping blinders on, fan on blast and tried to focus on nothing. Right.

There’s never nothing that I’m focusing on. My mind and my heart are fully powered up and looking to live every single second of my life, awake. My body is always sore as fuck. No pain. No flu-like sore. Just overall, beat. The respiratory infection my body was fighting, over six weeks from the end of my cross country bike ride, took a lot out of me.

So I went from being physically beaten due to cycling 1,500 miles across the US, to fighting an infection with no immune system. Facts.
Honestly, I’m trying to retire at the age of 34. I will figure it out. If you know anyone interested in buying my story, let me know.

Flat tire while riding through Alamogordo, NM