Writing instead of packing. Guess I’m ready as I’ll ever be. Naturally second guessing between consciously gratifying. Keeps things in check, I’m done this enough to know what needs to be done.
The grom adds a twist to it all and I love it. Tomorrows a big one, especially on the Tacoma. hitch a trailer, fill it up with bikes, throw grom in the back and go to Florida. and I’m sure a billion other things too. No problem.
The day before Daytona has been solid. oil changed, good interaction with the guy waiting next to me, probably could’ve talked the whole time if his car hadn’t just finished. Figured out how to code Woocommerce buy buttons into MD instead. Nightmare.
Good interactions with people can make a day and so can Columbus Pizza. Threw on the Trump hat, blasted music and banged out more work for Not My Business. the hat will make interesting interactions in the near future.
Figure I’d throw this up. I should write more no matter how it comes out just because I tell myself that’s what I want to do. Revisiting later for nostalgia does make writing worthwhile but seems more forceful than just knowing others read and feel what I say in the same way I read and feel what others say. Kind of cool.
Hopefully tomorrow this makes sense. Who knows what you’re thinking at this point. But I guess it doesn’t matter because I have to just make sense of what comes ahead of me. I’m suddenly very excited to go to St. Augustine with everyone now that I think about it.
Stating I’ll make more meaningless blog posts during the trip as some kind of project. Probably about Daytona and probably for the reasons I said above. After all I started writing this blog at Bike Week in 2012 I’ll get a rush off the meaning and emotion I attach to that sentiment and see what I create next.