He asked me
* Do you ever get lonely? *
I said
* No *
Probably because I’ve only been gone 4 months.
He looked into my eyes intently. It made me feel sad.
He’s from a country a long way away, had previously never left it and has been on the road for seven months. He’s crashed three times, hurt himself once. He rides a KTM 990.
He’s collected a few things and zip tied them to his bike. Driftwood
I asked him where his favourite place has been so far. He says
* British Columbia *
Suddenly I sense a small dark cloud. It passes.