it makes me feel better
riding my bike as fast as I can so I can barely breathe and my legs are screaming
careening down a hill
then off I go to the comfort of the little creek near our house
it is filled with the springtime burble of water over rocks and it soothes me
i sit for a while, my music blasting in my ears, and stare at the rocks and the water
sometimes I think, as long as I can find rocks and water crashing into each other unendingly, then it will be okay
as long as there are rocks and water, I will be okay.
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I can relate to the speed thing. Used to own a Katana 750. Drove it way too fast!