I was on a ride just the other day spinning down a nice wide street west of town. There were cars around but not too many as to cause competition for space. It was enjoyable really. Up ahead, a group of ducks that had been milling around a roadside ditch began to waddle their way across the road causing what little traffic there was, myself included, to stop and wait. I smiled as I watched the group awkwardly go along and looked up long enough to see the solitary driver stopped in the other lane smiling as well. Our eyes met and in that instant we were one and the same. Just two users of the road brought together by a group of ducks who happened to point out that fact, that we are one-in-the-same, by taking a slow and single-file march across the road we usually call our own.