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First ride on my motorbike – even I am not allowed to ride, but sometimes you don´t have another choice, like when you are close to loose your mind – and it felt like a recalcitrant donkey, drunken of the wrong water.
A perfect picture for the last weeks.
Tomorrow I commit myself to an institution. Or maybe better to a garage, let´s see what screw is loose.
Please back to N soon, whatever that means, but I could need a bit of that.