Eh, the older I get the less I worry, if at all.
I've been very ill, broke my neck in five places, lost love, have gotten fired, been broke, been well-heeled, and then had to face my mortality and spiritual position.
My bucket list was over years ago. I always made sure I succeeded in following through on plans. I have a wife who mysteriously loves me, and my budget has some flex in it.
Every time I touch a motorcycle it might be for the last time. Crime rates are growing in my area. I hear the zombies have now formed a union, (that's common in the Madsion area. Before you do anything you form a coalition and then whine).
A few months I called an old girl friend to aplogize and cross her off my kharma list. I did have to add a new name to my "jealous husband list." Heck, by now some of you would like to see my name on a tombstone.
In the end, my Guardian Angel will come for me when my work is through. Besides, when riding a beautiful custom bike, is that really the time to worry?
