its been a stressfull day.

the papers keep building up whilst the ink starts to run out, the glue looses it stick and the paint begins to dry. This is a realisation of where i want to be, and this is one of the tasks i have to overcome to get that bit closer to ride.

Its a mountain of hopes which will soon decay if enticed away from the right behaviour a lost petal to a deadly flower.I can only rely on the positive not agnostic behaviour fed from my own heart.

i know where i want to be its just a case of riding that narrow route...