Another bike ride.. only longer. Even despite Mother Nature’s playful mood presenting obstacles from all directions.. Her orchestrating wind blows to hit and slow down my accelerating body (not exactly streamlined in shape..). Her putting those rain drops in every time I gave the heavens above a critical, predictive look. Not that I would mind a downpour.. it’s far from enough to make me melt anyway.. This requires more evasive actions, doesn’t it?
I got a curious, limited edition fever back at home.. so this partly-cloudy-,-chance-of-rain weather was just enough to get me hot and make the humidity levels skyrocket.. All wet for two hours. See? A gentle type like this can sense that showering certain girls with hails of stuff (be it bullets, rain, tears or flowers) has.. cooling powers only.
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