the cold night air rushed at me and I was beginning to lose all feeling in my legs. I breathed in and smiled contentedly to myself inside my helmet. the stars were out. my fingers were numb. and I could not have possibly been happier. all was quiet except for the drone of the motor and the sound of air moving out of our way. no one to talk to. no problem to figure out. nothing to do except for hold on and enjoy the ride.
I want to spend the rest of my life on the back of a motorcycle.
1 comment:
hmm this makes me happy
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