I find myself wondering why? I cycled through the serene beauty of Central Europe, basking in its calm, just before the storm. The timing, the transition—it all feels surreal. Had anything gone wrong, had I lingered just a little longer, I would have faced the storm firsthand. The rains began shortly after I returned to Bratislava, almost as if nature had been waiting for me to finish my journey. Have you ever had moments like that? When you can’t quite make sense of what happened? I can’t fully grasp it, but I know this: my journey to Brno and back was more than just a cycling trip. It feels like a lesson, an experience meant to stir something deeper, a connection to forces I don’t fully comprehend.
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