I thought about my plans for the factory as I rode the horse, expertly guiding her through the turns and twists, using all available shortcuts (after all the times I got lost, I had a good mental map of all the area). I chewed on a licorice root, feeling the sweetness on the back of my tongue.
I took the habit here because apparently it helped relieve some of the aspects of heat. Besides, I like the calming effect chewing on a root would give. The feeling of my teeth grinding through the dry bark, tearing apart the woody, tasty root was somehow immensely satisfying.
I thought about it while I fixed a tractor engine (only had to change the injectors, thankfully; I had the parts with me, as I got used to carrying small spare parts in my bag; it saved me time and didn't add too much to the
