Life is better when you don't overthink the variables. Just ride.
As the journey continues back toward the main road, the return to the "clothed world" brings a sense of weight. The eleven minutes are gone, but the golden dust of the sunflowers remains—a lingering souvenir of the time spent being as bright and as unencumbered as the blossoms themselves.
Life is better when you don't overthink the variables. Just ride.
As the journey continues back toward the main road, the return to the "clothed world" brings a sense of weight. The eleven minutes are gone, but the golden dust of the sunflowers remains—a lingering souvenir of the time spent being as bright and as unencumbered as the blossoms themselves.