More Snow.

More snow. Dying to fill my iPod, twist a throttle and find a town I’ve never seen, let alone know the name of. Don’t call my cell on that weekend. I won’t answer.

 

Some people like to just ride.     To the corner or to the store.   To the next next town.   for a few hours, or a few days.     To the lucky few, for a few weeks.    What it means to me I’m not sure it means to everyone else.

Life is a tough sumbitch.     It’s exactly as it should be.

I just like to ride.    It’s been snowing today.   Man, I need it.

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