Vodka and oaked Chardonnay ? fuck off - it's been a long week...
Sunshine.
Blue skies ? warm winds (whatever there were of them ? mere breezes, caused by the progress of the bike and our own breathing).
We were riding back from Mugello; on our way home through the beautiful Italian Alps with the certainty of a smooth, even gracious, timely arrival sanctified by the soothing comfort and effortless momentum of a Honda Blackbird.
Smooth. Fast. Good. Right.
We only speak over the intercom if we?re unsure of our direction (which means I?ve lost my way), or when we?re amazed by what we see.
The exchanges are short and filled with wonder, appreciation, apprehension (we're
lost!)
; and (mostly) gratitude.
We love our world and all that it grants us ? whether easily gained or won through suffering.
We love all it brings to us.
We live our life (not ?lives?, because what we have belongs to US, not ?me?). We revel in our freedom.
Revel in yours.
Ride and live for your life.
See the horizon.
GO!!
Take your chance.
LIVE it.
Rule the world you live in....
...Never give in, only to let it rule you.