Bikeride...

Sometimes, when I find it hard to handle the thoughts in my mind, it helps me to run away and clear my head a little bit.
These days I try to do that by going for a bikeride. Physical efforts are my main way of taking a break from everything that concerns me.
But the only way I'm sure that I can free my mind is by setting of for a couple of hours on my bike.
I never plan where I'm going. I just take off and let my bike chose the path.
The funny thing is: if I'm really having a hard time I'll always take a certain road. It always leads me past her old street, past her parental house. And it always helps to calm me down. There's something about that particular section of road that calms my senses, it seems like I relive the past to a certain degree. That same road that I travelled so many times before still brings back so many beautiful memories.
And so I go a little harder, it pushes me forward and gives me strength of heart. At least for a while.
Should I need it again, I'll always find my way there...