The other day (29 Oct) I rambled about my motor bikes and how my time on this planet advances relentlessly. I was a little remorseful for having moved on from Harley’s to cows. Here (above) is a photo I snapped this morning that highlights that transition.
On further consideration though, I really should be extremely grateful for the changes in life. I’m so much more than an ironed butt biker, or for that matter the other persona I’ve worn on this journey: bad ass infantry soldier, business executive, and (in my grand youth) hoodlum extraordinaire.
My view now is that it’s what’s in the cup that matters most. I might as well adopt that position as I’ve done a bang up job of absolutely wearing out the ‘cup’ I’ve been poured into!
Have a great Monday.