Man I wish I had a motorcycle. This crazy-hot chick with a "FLAM" jacket just breezed passed. I didn't really know what FLAM meant, but I had a couple theories. FLAM is the feeling of wind in your hair. FLAM is not giving a damn, and just going straight across the country without a care in the world. It's about just going. All too often these road trips never happen. Sure, I went, but I almost didn't and may never do so again. FLAM encapsulates the act, the essential decision to finally go.
FLAM is why I want a motorcycle.
Of course, if I had a motorcycle I probably would have gotten myself killed long before now. And that brings me right back to the FLAM girl. I was so caught up in admiration for her lack of a self-preservation instinct that I didn't see the truck bearing down on me. I'd say the driver must have been high, but if there's anything this trip has demonstrated it's that you can drive while high. No, this driver must have come from a parallel universe, wherein up was down, left was right, and ice cream tasted terrible. The left was right part is the important bit though, since this insane rhinoceros of a driver turn signals indicated that he was going the opposite direction. As it was, I barely avoided being run off the side of the road; if I were on a motorcycle experts would have had trouble classifying my corpse as a de Kooning or a Jackson Pollock. It's a good think I don't have a motorcycle.
"I wish I had a motorcycle."
ReplyDeleteHannah couldn't agree: even though she had longed for the open road for years, she had never really considered a motorcycle. Too big, too difficult to manage, too masculine. Good girls shouldn't want bikes, someone had once told her. Besides, they were dangerous. Everyone knew that if you had a motorcycle, the question wasn't if you'd crash, it was when.
She almost started to say as much, but there was something about the longing in his eyes that made her pause.
"It's freedom, you know? Real freedom. You won't get that in a car."
"But it's dangerous."
"Sure, but isn't life?" He spoke so confidently, so full of an eagerness to truly live, that she almost believed him.