the revolution took an unexpected pause this morning.  you may have noticed, but not noticed.  actions produce subsequent reactions.  these may by physical phenomenon, such as sound or heat or light, or may be less tangible.  events like this are like that sometimes.  you just have a feeling.  an appropriate popular culture reference might be a "disturbance in the force".  it can be like deja vu, though in this instance, jamais vu is the more likely sensation. 

like a small pebble thrown into a pond, these ethereal ripples flow outward, in concentric circles of ever-increasing diameter.  transparent, and unable to be captured, like radio waves, they nonetheless convey their message to all who are attuned.  i assume that all cyclists in northern virginia felt this eerie, ineffable, uncategorizable sensation this morning.  this sense of loss, not profound, but solid, inescapable, unsettling, must have echoed out from it's origin.  please, don't continue to worry or feel any sort of anxiety.  the feeling resulted from two riders, abandoned by their commuting partner.  in the same way that philosophers ponder whether a falling tree makes a sound if there is no one to hear it, up to this point i had wondered if a ride was held and no one showed up, what sort of consequences might follow.  we now know.  this person who opted for the comforter, rather than the chainring.  these things happen, but we move past them with more ease if we can understand them.