Not sure how it relates, but...
This weekend, I went down to visit my BF. We went for a long, long ride, ending up in a National Park. We found a new road to explore and realized it looked vaguely familiar - we both remembered that we had been on that road, on bikes, when we dated the first time around, 25 years ago. Who knew then that life would circle us back together, years later, on our bikes, together again.
Life goes on, and sometimes takes you right back to where you always belonged.
For 3 days, I get to part of a thousand other journeys.