Got to ride my motorcycle earlier. It’s a good way to get out and reflect about things that are happening. Because I live in a rural area, I get to ride it up a dirt road beside our field. Sometimes I get it up above forty mph, but only when I’m angry or want to have some fun. A slight wind was blowing as I was going down the road and the wind ripped through my helmet. It wasn’t cold at all, it was warm, but it was still noisy. I could barely hear the roar of the engine which See More▼
on December 18, 2012