There’s a serenity unparalleled in riding that clears my mind, frees my heart, and staves off my restlessness. When I ride I am liberated from responsibility, from time, from you. It’s not that you chain me, I suppose, it’s that you preoccupy me. Mostly I don’t even perceive this as an unwanted distraction. It’s more [...]
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