I read somewhere that riding a motorcycle is as close you can get to the feeling a dog has riding in his owner’s car with his head out the window. When I am on the open road, I have no cares or worries. My cellphone is locked in one of my trunks and I do not care how many texts or messages I get. I could care less about anyone’s instagram or facebook post. It is my time to get lost in my thoughts and to enjoy the beautiful State & Country I live in. When you travel in a car (which I do love as well), you are experiencing the world in a protected bubble. It is like watching it from behind the protective screen of a TV glass. On a bike, you are immersed in it. On a warm day you feel the air cool as you ride over a river on a bridge. You smell the fresh cut alfalfa in the field. You smell the flowers, trees, and sometimes the not so pleasant odor of the cows or hogs. If it is hot out, you are hot. If it gets cold you get cold. If it rains, well, you get wet. Even bad rides become fond memories. I have not ridden as much this spring with the rain & weather. Riding in the wind again today. Can let this sunshine go to waste. I will find my happy place. It is my therapy.
I hope you find your happy place too and have a wonderful day!
Nana
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