I said "goodbye" to dad yesterday morning then drove to Stansted. At Bari I was picked up by a minivan and taken to the underground carpark where I left my motorbike four weeks ago, parked next to a rather cool Chevy Corvette. The ride was dark and chilly and climbing the ridge back up to our house I hit thick cloud which left me and the bike running with condensation.
After a fitful night I awoke to a stunning autumnal dawn. I wandered around in my onesie taking photos, my heart thumping with the excitement of being home.
Sometimes life goes too fast.
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