TabbieEater's blog: "Observations of a Tabbie Eater"

530 am. The bike roars to life. The air is cool for Oct. I head out knowing today’s ride will be hard. It’s been a few months since I road any amount of distance. The trip will be worth it. We head out 181 and the road is curvy. I fall into the all familiar reflex of fuel and brake. I am alive and I can feel it. I hear the scraping of my metal brackets off of the road and it reminds me that Home is only one mistake away. I push it just to see if I can catch a glimpse of what once was. It is all but out of reach so for now I have to wait. I twist and come out of a curve and I see were god himself surly has walked. The mountains of TN. Breath taking I stare in awe and throttle up and head into another curve. The group has stopped for a break so I pull in. I sit in silence and contemplate what I have witnessed. I’m not sure what it meant but the impact is profound. Life is so short and yet we think we have forever when in a blink of and eye and a blind turn. Something we did not for see and it’s over. How sad, that some wait for nothing, something everything to happen when it’s happening all the time. After the break is over we hit the hard roads. No time for the thoughts of earlier for now I am intoxicated in feeling alive. The brackets remind me again with a grind and a tug of how alive I am. The last stop was at a lake. This is a lake that inspired peace of mind and that I made the right decision in coming here. I fired up the bike with the reassurance that cost was worth it. We headed back to NC. 1030 Pm. I sit and think about how I spent my nothing something everything today. I still feel the twist and turn of the road and as i fall asleep i hear the brackets calling me home.