Riding forever

I was riding home from work yesterday afternoon, on the highway just coasting along. The bike was purring in a harmonious way exactly as it should. My fazer is a very smooth and quiet ride, something i appreciate more than other things, like speed.

The traffic had cleared somewhat, and i had my on piece of road. They're doing construction on that stretch, so the road surface alternates between the old concrete, and newer tar, with a large amount of dust and rubble, as heavy concrete blocks running along the side off the highway. I'm assuming that they are only temporary, since they are too close into the road, and the traffic is much tighter than is comfortable.

Anyway i'm riding along, and the wind and speed and tyre noise and bike's vibration sort of fuse together into a hum. A background noise getting further and further away ... seemed to resonate somehow, and echoes floated back. It wasn't just spacial, although the heavy concrete surrounds helped with that, but forwards and backwards too. I was being pulled along as in a strong river, except not water, but sounds, vibration, a hum. Like a river of hum. <-- nice song title ;-)

It startled me, gave me an eery sense of precognition. Having considered, i'm tempted to compare the sensation with Johann Wolfgang von Goethe's doppelganger ... except i met me going the same way.