I've posted here before, but having given it some thought...
There is a part of me that would enjoy leaving home to go to work, from work going home... and simply not take the final turn, but to ride past and carry on... no plan, no place to go, only me, my bike, whatever I'm waring that day and whatever is in my pockets, the road and the adventures ahaed, sorting things out as I go... and just go and be gone until the world spits med out the other end with a different shirt on my back, different stuff in my pockets, riding god knows what... Wow, what an adventure that would be.
Too bad I lack the will not to make that turn...
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