My Motorcycle is a Daydreaming Machine
Riding my motorcycle is where I work stuff out. The ride provides the space in which my mind is as free to roam as my wheels. Probably further. It’s where I get to dust off the secrets obscured by what I think I should think. Thoughts are gently coaxed out by the thrum that passes from the heart of my engine in to my own.
The daydreaming machine.
Dusting off secrets is serous business. Changes the nature of a ride for me…
Ditto. Sometimes I think you’re writing MY blog. 🙂
Well said.
I couldn’t agree more!
I suggested to my boss one day that he should pay me to ride as that’s where I do my best thinking…
Well it was worth a try.