After you see enough places you realize they’re all basically one and the same. Sure, the details change a little, but it’s the same place over and over again.
You also realize that no matter where you go, you’ll always take yourself with you.
This means that, far from being able to hide from your fears, weaknesses, regrets, etc.,
it’s what you bring with you that ultimately defines every place you go.
So when you finally put the kick stand down and let your pipes cool and the dust settle behind you…
And you look back on it all, you’ll see that ultimately the ride wasn’t about seeing new places. It was about getting to know yourself, overcoming your demons, and growing up…
Into the wisest, most original, most collected mother fucker on the road.
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