I just want to ride. I want to fly and not think about a single thing except for the sound of the wind and the shifting of gears. Meditation. I want to escape, to get lost in adrenaline highs and forget what its like to be responsible for a few hours or a day or maybe ten. It's been so long since i've hit dirt and I'm getting scared i'll have forgotten what it's truly like to get lost in something I'm so passionate about. I'm stressed and whiney and I'm a god damn loser when I am being a cry baby... Sometimes it really sucks being so alone and independent! Gah. Someone buy me a CRF250R to fill the hole in my heart.










