#NaPoWriMo #30

I hesitate over the word cycling. There’s always a pause before I say it, my brain switching over between biking and cycling. Canadian and British. And I wonder if people think I’m adjusting or just putting it on. I’ll never forget when my sister said “Oh you think you’re British now?” however jokingly. And I often wondered myself. If my choice was a sign of embracing my new home or rejecting the old.