Sunday, June 29, 2008

Flammable



When I am not riding right now I get antsy. I am supposed to be out there.

I ride to hear the voices, to peek around God's curtain and steal cookies from heaven. I ride because I don't know what else to do.

I ride because the wagon tracks are so narrow.

-Juancho

1 comment:

May said...

stealing cookies from heaven. You are so damn good, Juancho.