Perhaps it was the early hour, dawn scratching through the cold air at ground level.
Perhaps it was every nerve fiber being accelerated, or the stability and luxury I was ensconced in. Maybe it was the beauty of the landscape, one of those frost-tipped-trees mornings where forests are painted an intricate white.
Hurtling along at 200kph and watching the rearview in case a 'fast' car came along, I moved with the effortlessness of a bird up and over hills and curves.
It was relaxing and exhilarating, beautiful and blurred all at once.
What a great way to start a day. Unforgettable.
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Random thoughts worth jotting down, opinions expressed that are expressly my own and sometimes a real nugget of good suff designed to make you think a little bit.
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