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I am the ride


They told me I should live my life like I was driving a bus. Slowly and carefully along a pre-defined route. It turned out to be more like riding a trail bike. Point, power, correct, point, power, correct … “Hey! Where did the track go? Fuuuuck!” … Keer-ash! … “Oww!”. Check for breaks. Pick myself up. Get back on. Maybe a bit more careful for a while, but pretty soon back to crossing up and getting airborne again.

I think I prefer it like that. We’re all heading for the same destination. Might as well have some fun on the way.

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