Monday morning.
outside I hear the beat.
The beat of the traffic
The motorcycles roar.
The public transportation with people raging cause they missed their ride.
Then its time for me to step outside and take myself a little ride.
Jump ony bike.
Everything is good.
Ride and ride all over till my legs can not take it anymore.
Monday morning it went quick.
Next ride comes again too soon, when i have to head out in the heat of the afternoon.
Not my favorite time to ride, but i do this for you and for me to get the things that are necessary.
I hope the day comes when we can look back and everything is on track.
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