Following My Heart Back Home

I stood in the gas station near Windham, NY, sweating. My shadow stretched out on the ground in front of me, surrounded by and orangey glow. This was it. Decision time. In an instinctive move, I stepped forward, swung my leg over the saddle of my bike and turned the key. It was time to head south; time to head Read the Rest...

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