Dear people who honk at me as I'm trying to bike-commute,

Just because your extra-wide wheel wells (and so far, you have all been in big pickup trucks) make your vehicle feel too fat to pass me safely doesn't mean I'm not entitled to ride my vehicle to and from work on the road. If you think I can ride further to the right, you haven't seen the mix of grates, holes and random construction garbage on the right on the bridges, or a cyclist smack into a car door in town. It seems like the arrival of October has made y'all more sensitive (maybe you think people should only bike in t-shirt weather, and are surprised we're still out here?), but I'm planning on cycling until there's ice or thick snow on the road. It's not like we won't meet again at the next red light anyway.

Thank you for not running me over,

Me.