Last night, I dreamed and that’s all I can remember now. I remember more than that but I cannot say if any of it is true. Alcohol seeped into my unconscious, awakened the subtle fears. I am not free but I know the path to freedom. Owing to laziness and unnecessary sleep, I lack the will to pursue that path. Buying alcohol gives more satisfaction than buying food, despite the idea being foolish. Another day of riding miles on empty roads that cut across the green swampy fields. I ride back and forth to memorise a landscape. Too far seems scary. Before I reach too far, I always run out of time and sunshine.
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