I suspect that there is only limited version of characters exist and same kinds never meet each other, ever.
World has become too small to fit in a park.
or How to keep on cycling while dogs are around.
Up, up the hill one goes with a bike, one finds lots of villages full of dogs.
Cycle for a brighter world.
Sometimes it’s too cold to wait.
The only vehicle that can be harmonious with silence.
There is no excuse for sitting at home when the flowers are blooming.
Writing is the only way to build a door for other people so all can enter my imagination world(s) and reading is the only key to unlock.
Welcome onboard!
Now we are ready to take off to new lifes.
No need to calculate; just enjoy!