If It Feels Good Do It

On Monday I had an emotional moment. I sold my motorcycle.

I took a picture of it before I rode it to work for the last time.

But it is in good hands now. I sold it to my co-worker and good friend Hoang. After he bought it he immediately took it from work to the gas station. He filled up the tank and came back with a huge smile on his face.

I remember a similar transition a few years ago when I bought it. It was my first bike, a 1999 Suzuki GS500. I rode it to a nearby hill and looked out over the bay. I spoke to myself inside my helmet.

“You made it.”

I wasn’t sure exactly what the “it” was, but I felt that getting the bike was the only time since I graduated that I had done something important. I became a different person.

Incidentally that person banged a lot more chicks.

THE FUTURE

Now it’s time for my next bike. I’m one of those weirdos who likes both Harleys and sport bikes. I like Harleys more, but for my second bike I’ll get a sport bike.

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