i tend to agree with thoreau. simplicity exposes contentment.
we all have entirely too much stuff.
but there are those few objects that bring us joy. guaranteed. that can’t be wrong…
accelerating and shifting and weaving with my 50th anniversary addition bonneville, ARBITA, puts a smile on my face like nothing else. it’s the speed. it’s the sound. it’s knowing that i look as sexy as i feel. i am a bad ass.
but more than that, it’s a freedom. i part ways with perception. what a gift to have time and space. free will takes me to the cigar shop, the bakery and anywhere else i damn well please.