the snow outside brings onset of motorcycle dreams

I’ve been slightly homesick; homesick for my motorcycle. There was great snow this week, and then it turned brisk and cold. I cannot complain, of course. I left he dreary city for a reason. I like it here, here where it is cold and quiet. Blue.
At night it, when the snow this thickest, I dream of my motorcycle. I am riding alone in the snow.

I will be with her, soon. Time goes.

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