velo chanteur

on my run this morning, i saw a guy riding leisurely on a red painted bike with a bag slung over his shoulder. this, by itself wouldn’t have caught my attention. what caught my attention was that he was singing. loudly enough that, half a block away, i could hear that he was singing, but not necessarily what he was singing. it made me smile since i tend to sing to myself (albeit usually when i’m alone and even then a bit quieter) too. he may have had some mental issues, but he seemed to be happy and that’s all that really matters in the end, isn’t it?

note to self: singing in public can cast doubts upon your mental status–be aware of your surroundings when vocalizing!