began like a dream.
The bliss of being caught up in the pages of a story interspersed with random bits of sleep. The characters all whispering in my ears, sharing thoughts with no one else but me. Like a long forgotten movie playing in the back of my mind.
The jarring uncertainty of the not so far future. Decisions waiting to be made clouding the horizons. The inertia of indecision weighing me down, holding me back.
Conquering the roar and defiance of a strange machine. Listening to its growl and fathoming the appeal. The hope of a long ride in the wilderness on this beloved bike.
It doesnt end here .. tomorrow will be another dream.
