Heading North at some anti social hour this morning, I was fortunate to see the first slice of dawn light, as it attempted to slip itself between the crisp star encrusted WA skies, and the distant horizon.
Especially fortunate because I saw it from the saddle of an Indian Motorcycle. Nietzsche told us that “he who has a why to live can bear almost any how.” It may have been minus three degrees, but it was a moment of remarkable clarity. My WHY and HOW presented in a magnified present, fleeting and beautiful.
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