Dusk Bleak
Dusk light

“Nah here.“

“Asik nih.“

They want to stop. But it didn't. Too crowded. I can't meditate at all. Moreover.

It's just not comfortable. That's why it's better to drive. Find another place that is more comfortable, more relaxed and delicious to do useful activities. Rather than just getting a place that just does not enjoy being used as a seat-sitting. There are not many other locations that can be anything. At least enjoy the twilight so as not to be gloomy and become a happy memory that afternoon is unforgettable at least for some time next.

“Don't be as tight as it is but.“

“No, little doang.“

At the turn of the road. “This can speed.“

“Ih... ih...“.

Claudia to goosebumps. Afraid of happening. Understandably young people sometimes do not realize that he is speeding. Or realize, but as if not know. Because the trip with a little hit the wind, it feels not sore at the waist. Quickly arrive, or cooler air. That's what makes the bike run fast. Only vigilance must be more, compared to the mediocre. Achy body. My back always wants to bend. If it is not strong. Understand, the slower the journey, then the time it takes will also be long. With the consequence that safety will probably be a greater percentage of possibilities, when compared to speeding on the highway. Because once bentur alone is a risk of life. If not then one of his legs or hands or accomplices, can be kawir-kawir as if dislodged. But the plague, which is usually fast, then the journey of the conch will feel torturous. Likewise, if you are usually relaxed, then speeding is not the best option. So cool driving is if it is in accordance with the conditions, environment and ultimately survived to the destination with nothing less.

“How much.“ That's what I thought. Most. Because I haven't felt. Even if it is very fast, it will continue to be geber. Not infrequently many slip. Because it is so fun to drive. Later if there is a slight error will be handled by the same party who is an expert in the school yard. Then everything will be back smoothly. If only we could not turn on the bridge.

“Here stop.“

“Seeing the red sky.“

Soak up. Between red and purple. The ones that are stirring up form a mystery. Sometimes the picture is so stunning. To add to the admiration of the viewer of the creation that once occurred in one day, morning or afternoon, or even no da at all when thick cloudy raging. This thin cloud that forms a beautiful picture of paintings made by nature. Without having to shape it. The next drop caught the light, and continued with a slight barrier. It can also be reduced to a lighter color. And create a unique picture. It can be spooky, or spoiling. Because of this it forms a scratch image that is caught by the eye as a natural art.