You've done the deep breathing. You've meditated twice a day for years. You've yoga-ed and chi-ed and been aware beyond what should be expected. Right? Shouldn't that count for something? Anything?
You go in deep, you watch silver and gold and stars and moons do things they're not supposed to do. You accept it anyway. You let vulnerability become the new cool and you are cool to the point of trendy.
You walk into a bar. Seriously. It's like a bad joke. Someone is always walking into a bar. Every single time.
He gives you his best look, and it is good one, You're sure it has worked on many others.
And then he whispers, "Take a ride with me."
You laugh. I mean, seriously, what a line. But you got on the bike anyway. No helmet.
You go in deep, you watch silver and gold and stars and moons do things they're not supposed to do. You accept it anyway. You let vulnerability become the new cool and you are cool to the point of trendy.
You walk into a bar. Seriously. It's like a bad joke. Someone is always walking into a bar. Every single time.
He gives you his best look, and it is good one, You're sure it has worked on many others.
And then he whispers, "Take a ride with me."
You laugh. I mean, seriously, what a line. But you got on the bike anyway. No helmet.
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