It's 018 AM! I'm tired and aching. I haven't been off the bike for a few hours now and it's been a long time since I have been up this late. Oh the joys of motorcycle riding...
I'm tired and I hid under a table for a few hours tonight to get away from the crazy chaotic people. They scare me. And I'm not so good at being social.
I want to live in a world of peace
Without conflict, like the one I’ve seen in my dreams.
I just can’t keep it inside
I’ve gotta say what I wanna say
Your face doesn’t show your fighting pose.
I feel...blessed yet distant...
Happy yet nervous.
I want to live in a world of peace
Without conflict, like the one I’ve seen in my dreams.
I just can’t keep it inside
I’ve gotta say what I wanna say
Your face doesn’t show your fighting pose.
a bit paranoid. I hope that some hidden camera hasn't taken a picture of the antics I've been doing on my motorcycle over the weekend. 135 mph on the A12 isn't exactly a clever thing to do at 1 in the morning, but, it was fucking great fun...