This me every dry weekend

Rvl’s Pick:

Ordinary Life - Elizavetta

Starting from about 6 months back, the question “Where the hell have you been?!” or some form of it, has been quite a popular opener every time I stumble upon old friends or acquaintances. To which I’m quite unsure how to answer on most cases.

You see at the current stage in my life, socializing for working young adults happens during weekends either over drinks at popular bars and hangouts or feet stomping and thumping music at . It was easier the 1^st two years of working to be partying Friday and Saturday nights but now, every time I get home on Fridays, I just ko-ed and wake to sunshine the next day. That leaves Saturdays for night outs and Shooting the bull.

However, ever since I took delivery of the Akai Onna couple months back, I take special note to go for “Speedy Sundays” instead. As this past time usually takes place very early Sunday morning and pretty much takes up the whole day (1^st half riding, 2^nd half sleeping). I find it impossible to make time to go out too late Saturday nights. On most occasions I make up bullshit stories and ffk everybody.

Don’t get me wrong, I like meeting people and socializing but I LOVE waking up every Sunday, gearing up as if I’m going to war and blast up/down twisty roads with my fellow misery seekers. Where I think most people are sheep, I think riders like myself fall under the shark category, if we stop too long, we die.

-Sayonara-