I want to ride a motorcycle in the desert at night. I want to be on a dark road that points toward the setting moon that hangs in the sky like an orange lantern.
Then I want to open up the throttle and see if I can’t reach it before it disappears below the horizon, forever.
“Out on a desert highway, he rides a Harley Davidson, his short dark hair blowin in the sun. .. ”
Sometimes being undiscovered aint so dang bad. 🙂
I mean, look what happened to Bob after he’d had his fill of too much attention. 😉
Very good point! 🙂
Would that we could find such a cycle to overcome the light! One of my favorite posts of yours in a very long time, K.M. Thank you.
thank you!