It’s riding season! Who’s excited?
I remember the days when I was able to take off on my Harley and cruise down the highway at 100 miles/hour. I miss it—miss the wind blowing in my face and the feeling a freedom. Sitting in here, locked up in prison, I do a lot of remembering (and thinking). Riding was my go to thing anytime I needed to relax. It gave me a chance to clear my head from the daily struggles of life, and I truly miss it. I can’t wait to get back on my bike again.
I want to give a shout out to all those hardcore bikers out there. Party hard and ride fast.