We are quite caught in its warp, aren’t we? Chilling half past midnight, it is quite a refresher to sit down and not think of multiple things like I’m used to.
It is Friday, technically! This week went by fast. I came back from a ride and in fairness, I’m not supposed to feel the urge to ride again. But, it is.
That itch is quite something. The wind, the landscape, the freedom and the journey. Everything seems so endless, so positive and free. Guess will have to wait it out before Irene and I take off, again.
With the weekend coming up, there is so much to do and as always there is so little time. Must figure out how to get the cake, cut it and fucking eat it.
June is rolling to an end. 6 months of this year has crossed. Take a minute to process that.