Breaking a Sweat

I am confused and loosing focus 

The stress of daily life engulfs 

I look out the massive clear window to my left 

I see a couple jogging side by side, laughing

That is when idea strikes! 

I run to the garage- that holds my favorite object in the world

My shiny bicycle is calling my name 

The snap of the helemt's buckle makes me smile 

The faster I pedal, the quicker the pavemnt moves below me 

As the cool wind hits my face, all my senses are intensified 

I feel alive 

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