don't forget to wander

Only today I realized that everyday commuting rides are very different from those free, careless, no-reason wandering rides. I had forgotten how much good they do to me. They are my therapy, my kick of ecstasy. No bag over the shoulder to press you down, nowhere to hurry to. Just you, the bike, the streets and the feeling of freedom. And these rides lead you to many other sensations.
There is something mythical in being on the bridge and only seeing the fog, nothing else, like the world ends there. As something opposite, but with a similar feeling is being on the highest roof and seeing all the other rooftops uder you. The feeling of being almighty? After the ride my troublesome chain finally lost it, collapsed. I hope you have a useful afterlife, chain. [09.02.13]