In a word: bike

by obalint


There is nothing quite like the feeling of freedom. It’s a most liberating state of being. Like when you finish your final uni exam (School’s out for summer!) or when you’re alone in the house and it dawns on you that, yes, yes you can walk around naked (booyah!) or, I imagine, when the children leave the nest and you can finally convert their rooms into a man cave or sewing room or meth lab…wait, what?

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