No one on the road; just me and the hawks soaring, to one side, ocean and sky rendezvousing at the same shade of blue, to the other, crunchy fall leaves rustling in my wake. I was born to ride.
sounds great Kell..... helmet? insurance?
nope. i feel more free that way
sounds great Kell..... helmet? insurance?
ReplyDeletenope. i feel more free that way
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