#flht

I'm less sure about being cishet then I was 2 months ago

Not saying anything about myself. I still think I'm cishet,

I may have enjoyed my ride more than ever just because I attended a funeral lately.

I have been succeeding at appreciating activities that one day I may not physically be able to do. Fate, geography, medical issues, who knows what the future holds. So if you can indulge in activities that bring you joy please do so.

Just take a moment to appreciate that the moment is even a possibility because one day it might not be.

Plus the Harley is super fun to ride, weather was perfect, the road twisty and the scenery amazing.

I was riding my black Harley around, which is adorned with chrome skulls here and there, when I startled a huge flock of vultures.  I am assuming they we’re enjoying a road kill feast, but they scattered as I rode past.  Vultures are very graceful flyers but very clumsy to alight.  So for a few moments I was surrounded very closely by a bunch of vultures flying along with me.   

I thought “Oh man I’ve become death, or at least a heavy-metal album cover.”