on my bike, that is.
I forgot how amazing it feels to be speeding through the roads at night on my bike. Of course, besides the fact that I was wearing all black today and that I could easily have gotten hit in the face by a left-turning truck. There's something about night air that makes things different. Combine that with my music playlist that I set depending on my mood (electro house, chill-out, or oldies), and it feels like heaven.
And as a bonus, I can talk to myself. Really loudly. Maybe even sing a friggin song. Fuck y'all haters staring at me like I'm a creep, you only hear me for a split second before I zip by.
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