It is 4:57 in the morning.
The cyclist leaves the house.
A mountain stands on the horizon.
Yesterday there was no mountain.
The cyclist looks at it for a while.
Then he changes gear and starts climbing.
Zen, Cycling and Everyday Life Zen, Bicicletta e Vita quotidiana
It is 4:57 in the morning.
The cyclist leaves the house.
A mountain stands on the horizon.
Yesterday there was no mountain.
The cyclist looks at it for a while.
Then he changes gear and starts climbing.