Wisdom from BIMC Presidents, and friends of Presidents

As soon as you give up on the self that is trying to have a particular experience, happiness arises as a result of alignment with truth.
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Anyway. Today, after work, I decided it was time to lead the bogeyman
on a merry chase. I set out to rediscover the joy I got from riding.
I took a few turns, some maybe too fast, some just dawdling along, and
some just flat out laughing my ass off.
I found that joy.
I lost it somewhere on a nondescript road, out there between necessity
and responsibility, right after I gained a new sense of "stability" and
"normalcy".
Fuck that shit.

Today, I ran smack into it, at about OHMANTHISISFUN perhour. I
recognized it, I rode hard towards it, and in the end, I embraced it again.
In the end, I made a realization.

I don't have to be "normal"
I don't have to be totally "stable"

I just have to be me. And if that means being mildy unstable, or
distinctly ABnormal..then so much am I the better for it.

I may not have lost the bogeyman completely..but I sure's hell made it
hard for the bastard to find me again.

Spoone