Life is not safe.
You won’t get out of it anyway, so why bother?
As soon as we feel sad, we tend to hide in ourselves, dubious, melancholy gets on board and we stare at the horizon with an empty space in our souls.
It’s always comforting to have somewhere to go to when you long for something. That place for me is an open road, a solitary background and an engine sound.
Humans are great, humans are especial… and especial needs are compulsory.