I think back and I remember the days on the Harley, riding down the highway with my audacious attitude. It was all good until I ran into a sudden rainstorm and then I was no longer the audacious one. I found that the raindrops hurt when they hit you at 60+ MPH.
Being intrepid no longer, I was looking for a store, an overpass, or some kind of cover to keep the raindrops from falling on my head. My attitude weakened to flubbed for a short while there.
I remember the days on the Harley in the rain.
A friend went to play golf this morning, not sure that he played because it has been wet all day today. But they do play some ball games in the rain.
After next week I can get my auto tags renewed, and my driver’s license renews also. January is a birthday month and I never wait that long to do it. I had to check to make sure that my gun permit was still valid and it is.
It has been rainy all day.
As the transition crossed the hour, my sleep must have got on the bus. I have been wide awake since the transition period. I have begun to have some sleep desires as I compose this post, how long it will last, I have no answer. I think upon the completion of this post I will make another attempt at the thing called sleep. I also know that about 3:30 AM my lights will begin to turn on and prepares me for the beginning of my routine.
As the transition crossed the hour, my sleep must have got on the bus.