went out for a late night ride before.
well not that late, it's only 10 to midnite.
but i went out nonetheless to wind around the part in the dark.
it helps the bastard think. mostly because zipping down the pavement makes it necessary to pay attention to the world around you.
the smell of gasoline doesn't hurt either.
and it's cold out too.
that helps actually.
makes me feel alive.
it's probably the most rewarding thing in my life right now that isn't a person.
—the bastard
No comments:
Post a Comment