Just had a shower and change my leathers after the Sunday ride. It becomes a shit when you only got the chance, sometimes, of a Sunday ride and that's all in the whole fucking week. I guess that winter and the fucking responsibilities are killing me... I can handle it, more or less. It seems I wasn't born to be a hero
But nothing worse to handle than getting off the bike wanting much more of it and knowing there won't be more until next Sunday probably, if I get lucky anyhow. Life sucks.
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