sign post up ahead

sometimes you turn a corner
I mean, you've seen the corner the whole time, just sort of up there, you are pedaling, out of breath, shifting gears back and forth, wondering if there is a better route, a less hilly, possibly less scenic, but infinitely less rigorous way to get there
and you are looking down each street
one way
dip
potholes and roadwork
you wonder if you should have taken that last street, past the traffic and congestion it looked clear
and then you are at that corner and without even signaling you take it,instinctually
and you can see the next rolling path, level, simple, sun through the trees

and somehow it's not a relief quite yet
your mind still back on that turn, wondering how you missed the infinite experience of wanting that end and dreading that path

it's an ending like any other
and you aren't even home yet