The absinth rider

Life is sometimes something else than drinking, you know. Once again, I sat for some 6 hours straight at home and read for the preliminary exams. Until I decided to go out for some breath of fresh air. So I took my bike, I drove down to a liquor store and bought a bottle of red wine, one with a screw cap so I could easily drink it while driving the bike. I don’t remember the name of the wine, the bottle probably gone but the cap lays somewhere in the ditch alongside the route I took, so you can still go and find it.