April 30, 2012

Molly

I don't find it strange that the only times I feel truly alive are when I'm doing something active outside. I believe it's the key to life.

Being on my road bike makes me forget my trouble. I feel free and alive. The faster and longer I go, the more alive I become. There is something so pure and beautiful about mud on your skin and sweat in your eyes. No person has ever made me feel like Molly can.


If you think this drive-train is dirty, you should see the other one...

1 comment:

Thank you for your sweet comments.

-Enjoy, krb