Have you ever spent 100s of hours on something, working and grinding just for the feeling that it creates? Rather than the product? I bought this guy in a way different state and at a way different place in my life.  I learned to ride a motorcycle shortly after my mom passed away […]

    I felt something when I grabbed a handful of brakes but it was something wrong. Fear. Something I was rightful in feeling. But something that wasn’t real until I created that very real reality–the fall. That reality that could have been recreated by emotion, a new emotion albeit false or learned. Do we […]

I recall the first time that my fresh knee puck touched that black asphalt. I remember how scared I got and how I grabbed a handful of brakes that day, followed by a headful of concrete. Where was I? Who were these people? I knew that I should know where I was and know these […]