Saddle Up

Life is akin to riding a motorcycle. You can make it as dangerous as you want, but sometimes things just come up unexpectedly. You can take it fast, or make it slow, and it pays to be aware of your surroundings. If you don’t do a little maintenance from time to time, you will be screwed. You’ve got to keep it in good repair or it will leave you stranded. The nicer or more flashy it is, the more attention you get. And if its big or little, it’ll get you where you’re going pretty easily. Some roads are bumpy, some roads are smooth, and sometimes you go down a road to nowhere, sometimes you take a trip for fun, and every once in awhile you take a wrong turn. Its fun to ride off into the great unknown on a grand adventure. Sometimes its just as nice to sit at home and look at your life/bike and think. You can change it whenever you want to adapt to new needs, surroundings, or interests. Sometimes there are a lot of people on the same trip, and other times you go alone. You can pick up a passenger just as easily as you can drop them off. It can rain on your parade, so be prepared. The sun can get in your eyes, or it can warm your back. You’d better be prepared to dodge obstacles, and take a map as well. A quick change in direction can mean the difference between life and death and sometimes some dumbass will come along and screw up the whole thing; its even worse when they never realize what just happened. Most importantly, ENJOY THE RIDE and MOMENTO MORI.

Incubus

Without fail, the sound of Incubus takes me back to a much simpler time. I thought I had problems but in retrospect, it was quite possibly the best time of my life, after high school anyhow. Time hands out rose-colored glasses for free.

I made reservations at a hostel on a wonderful island, and just began reserving a spot for a tandem-jump skydiving expedition. Next i will line up some surfing lessons, but that's mostly to justify buying some cool boarding shorts. Well, not really. That's just a perk.

Life is so much easier now than it was in the recent past. The weight is lifting, I have time to think about the things i want to think about. I have time to give my friends the attention they deserve. Financial worries are more along the line of "wow, I spent all my play money already?" instead of "well shit, made the truck payment again, and again i saved no money this month."

Working out is going well if you can measure success by how sore you are. I'm not getting very tan in this office, but my freckles are getting darker. I have a great bunch of friends, most of them have been my friend for years, and a couple new ones are a lot of fun too. Its also very good to know who is trouble, and who to stay away from. My bags were heavy, but i wish i would have brought a few more books with me. When you don't cook or do your own laundry and don't have much space to live in, its amazing how little is really needed to live. Toiletries, clothes, a notebook for writing letters, a box to put letters received in, and a laptop to watch movies on, write musings, and look at pictures documenting the last four years of my life.

Life is calm, life is good, life is all that it should.