Igor + Andre

home time.

I want to ride my bicycle. I want to ride my bicycle as far as I can go. How long will it take me to ride from here to forever? I can feel it already. My knees will be aching and my face icy cold from the wind. My body will feel suffocatingly hot, but I will keep riding. Imagine all the things I will see. Will people wave at me as I pass? What if it rains? The rain can wash away my tears, cleanse me of my thoughts, I will be free. No one but me.

pigeon love.