I want to share a new experience that has me somewhat miffed.
I am currently returning home from a two week motorcycle trip that allowed me to spend five days with my dear friend Donnagirl and her family (I promise to write about this when I get home). When I was packing my things I had a song in my head by Coldplay thinking that this act of packing my female wardrobe (which I freighted to her by the way) was the " hardest part"
When it came time to throw the leg and leave we hugged and that's when the water works started..........I cried! But wait there's more.
She rode out of town with me for about a 100k's where we stopped for another good bye hug and hand shake and you guessed it more tears. As I rode away I continued to weep on and off as I reflected on what we had done and the sadness of leaving my friend behind (damn I'm tearing up,as I write this) for the next 900km's I travelled, when I pulled in for the night. At one stage that Coldplay song came on in my headset and I cried, not weeped, almost uncontrollable in my helmet to the point I had to stop on the side of the road. The helmets cheek pads had become quite damp.
My point is as a man I don't cry, don't generally show emotion and am rather stoic in my out look. The recent experience has changed me in many ways but I am dumb founded with this uninhibited expression of emotion. I am still feeling so sad. A lonely man in a lonely motel room heading back to a life that I have always known but not sure that I really want.
I miss my friend and I miss not being me.
Shit! I literally have tears streaming down the side of my face. I gotta get a grip.