Two-Wheel Fever

I wish I had a motorcycle.

I wish I had a woman who wanted to ride behind me on a motorcycle.

I don't have either.

Damn.

They're everywhere, this time of year. Taunting me. Tempting me.

I haven't ridden in years. More than a decade. But I haven't forgotten.

I will have a bike again. Soon.

I can dream until then...