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Not Just a BBQ Run

Little did I know that yesterday would not be just another BBQ run. Grace was going to whisper to me a thing or two about being in the moment. 872 more words


The girl covered in tattoos

I’m not sure how I ended up here.  Maybe it was fate.  Some believe that we are lead to our destinations, others would call it a coincidence.  211 more words



You know?

Sometimes you just have to stop from your everyday rush and just think.

Think for a minute, for an hour, a day or more. 143 more words


M roads, Lake District diversions, and toffee

I’ve been riding around Britain and Ireland for the past nearly three weeks, and for the first time today, I encountered an asshat. Not once, but twice he rode up behind me and lurked, and then when I decided to overtake the car in front of me, passed me… 704 more words

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