Pkchukiss - Reality Wine

I’ve found the joy of riding. The forceful gusts of wind which beat against the back evaporates all the dampness in one’s clothing. The thrill of zipping past the world at high speed, the forceful vibrations of the engine, the joy of tapping the horn at other errant road users is definitely enticing.

Too bad, like all banquets, this course is ending tomorrow. As my main vocation does not involve driving around a lot, I guess I can forget about touching the bike often… It is always so strange how we humans harbour dislike towards doing something new, and then turn around again after it has ended, and regret its passing. Time to go! I need to spend some sentimental time with my training bike (returning it tomorrow)… *sigh*

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