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What Are You Thinking Of Right Now?

i’m thinking i’m thinking about ice cream 🍨 🍦!

but also: only a motorcyclist would be like, let's make it take 800 miles to do what we could in 450. :laughing
 
hmm, I just posted my phone number while listening to Glenn Campbell's Wichita Lineman. Oh well.....:LOL:
 
okay, define ‘little’. my dude considers my 695 ‘little’ (has always referred to it as ‘little beast’, and yeah, i ran with that). a while back he laughed his ass off when i bought a 175. super fun though. giggle actuator definitely engaged.
 
he kissed me, and said, ‘you’re so sweet’. odd. i leaned back and gave him a funny look. he immediately says, ‘not all the time, but for an hour or two a day.’ i scowled, turned around and started to walk away. he yells after me, ‘oh come on, you know you’re not the most pleasant person in the world’.

*smiling to myself* i love you too, babe.
 
While I love all the green and the tang of salt air, I miss the smell of California's bay and eucalyptus. Hikes just don't feel right
 
how to begin? first impulse is to say, want to say, it makes me sad. but that would be a lie. you have to feel, to… feel sad. truth is, he’s going to get exactly what he asked for. adore him, but it’s my job.

am thinking… i couldn’t not do it, even if i tried.
 
i just found out that one of my best friends from high school passed a few years ago in a workplace accident and i am very much regretting not reaching out to him. :rip

god damn life is short, squeeze the ones you have because you never know when it might be the last time
 
Todays generation does not like phone calls and prefers text. My daughters don't understand why I like to talk to them and why I always want to see them. I call just to hear their voices and they laugh about it but I think once they have kids they will understand.
 
Hopefully they will.

It’s amazing, with all the technology we have available to us that we become more disconnected from each other.
 
Walking into my mother’s bed room hit me hard; she is now downstairs in a hospital bed, she likely will never be in this room again.
Body slam to the brain, punch to the gut check check.
 
ironically, it's an easing out of our lives. I was there 5 years ago, G. Still see him every other time I walk in the room. Have her tell her stories again to you. Capture the moment on your phone camera. I wish someone had told me this before it was too late.
 
The last week or so that my mom was in hospice, they said she was comatose and couldn't hear us... she had no response to any of their tests. My wife didn't believe it and started sitting up by the head of the bed and playing her favorite old songs from way back (glenn miller, patsy cline) and sure enough, her toe would start tapping along with the music. We did this for several days at the end. It's a nice memory of a tough time.
 
I think placing the hospital bed by the window and flipping the sofa around to
Define a somewhat intimate area was worth the fight amongst everyone. Talk about THE battle to choose glad to have gone all in on this one.
 
It’s said that hearing is the last thing to go in a dying person.
 
i am thinking that, while not as serious as what G is going through i am a bit blue at the moment and i don’t love it.
 
I think emotions are never in competition, I’m sorry you’re blue.
 
Take some solace in that death brings a measure of peace to all who die.

I am not afraid of dying. And my time will come.

And only those who remain alive have to deal with regret and sorrow.
 
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