After a long walk

I went for a long walk today, around two and some hours. It has been a very long time since I went on a walk like this, and in all it was very enjoyable.

Towards the end, I was getting noticeably exhausted, and I ended up walking along the road, almost half dazed, singing Jovano Jovanke in my head and fiddling with a rose I had plucked by Waitrose. It was a form of nonchalant bliss.

There was a cycle event on today, and at the lights, a woman said to me something. I didn't hear in full; the end was cyclists who actually stop at the lights!. I just nodded and went yeah, not really listening in full, but then I found myself oddly aggrieved.

I am not sure why; I do think that kind of stereotyping attitude is bad to have. In my head I was saying to myself not all cyclists!, or the like.

Then, I began to question why I reacted like that. I found that things that happened in the environment, for instance a car bibbing its horn at another car, threw me and agitated me, unsettled me.

Whyever did this happen?

I want to be relaxed, and not be so easily set in agitation by the machinations of the city.