Hop on a motorcycle, gear up and hit the road. I chose Lil Trip for company today. As far as adventures go, I didn't go any place I've never been before. I just wanted to head out with no real plan and challenge myself to think about things with a different perspective.
So the woman in the black pickup who gassed it as hard as she could to get ahead of me: was she a motorcycle-hating jerk? Or just sad because family and work prevented her from getting that cruiser she really wanted, and she just wanted to admire my bike for as long as possible?The guy on the shiny sport bike who couldn't be bothered to give me the wheels down wave: was he a squid with an attitude looking for a race? Or was it his first day using clip-ons and he was scared to take his hand off the grips?
The guy on the pretty red cruiser with nothing on his noggin but a do-rag: does he have a death wish? Or is his fear of peer pressure so strong that it's worth it to him to risk his life?
We make a lot of assumptions about others; strangers, friends, family, it doesn't matter. What if we just tried to change our perspective once in a while? Where would that put us and our relationships?
Today I went out looking for a fresh perspective and I found it.
Nothing like a ride to clear your head.
