The anticipation is making me restless. I find myself thinking about it all the time. This recurring thought creates as a positive feedback loop, enabling me to lift my spirits without having to do anything. I imagined myself riding the sleek body. The rhythmic rising and falling. The sweating and the panting. The cocktail of adrenaline and endorphin in the blood. The soft caress of the hair. The exertion.
My ride is coming.
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