Traveling feels better on a motorcycle

This trip is indeed refreshing. It keeps my demons at bay. I can finally breath and admire life as it is. I know that running away isn’t a solution, but why shouldn’t I leave my thoughts behind for a while and just enjoy being alive? Traveling feels better on a motorcycle Nothing compares with riding…

Still having nightmares about my past

I woke up with a feeling of dread. I felt overwhelmed by the darkness around me. I felt unsafe. Every wound was opening up again. The scars became bleeding living tissue. When I was in my early 20s and depression was at its peak, crushing my fragile body with sledge hammers, I used to sit…