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pyoor_excuse) wrote2010-03-12 07:35 pm
pyoor_excuse) wrote2010-03-12 07:35 pm
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Sometimes it all comes together
Today, just before I headed home it poured with rain. Bucketloads of it tipped from the sky drenching the world and its inhabitants. I made distressed noises and whined. I was informed that 'this is why I drive a car'.
My comments about the bike being really rather wonderful in the dry fell on deaf ears.
But as good fortune would have it the rain stopped just before I left and the world was laid out fresh, clean and new for me. It sparkled and shone. The bike ran just as it should; it's little two-stroke heart thumping away.
It was glorious.
Some days the ice-cold fingers, 7 layers of clothing and kick starting a recalicitrant MZ is all worth it...
My comments about the bike being really rather wonderful in the dry fell on deaf ears.
But as good fortune would have it the rain stopped just before I left and the world was laid out fresh, clean and new for me. It sparkled and shone. The bike ran just as it should; it's little two-stroke heart thumping away.
It was glorious.
Some days the ice-cold fingers, 7 layers of clothing and kick starting a recalicitrant MZ is all worth it...
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