My work fluctuates (I've been really busy this short week). My life fluctuates. My diet fluctuates (not much time for meals). My schedule fluctuates. Everything about my life seems to be scattered through the calendar. Family here, there. I want to paint, I need to clean. I work. Watch sporatic TV, movies. Obsess about the club. Obsess. My one constant, my baseline is that I know I'll ride today. To get to work. To get work off my mind. To think. To relax. To go hard. To smile. To fly. I ride. Like I sleep...
Sigh. And I love it.
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