Sad Day

Ever have something that makes you feel, different? Free? Unique? Un-like your character? I did, once. I bought a motorcycle on the spur of the moment, and found it to be amazingly thrilling whenever I rode it. But, I made a deal with my mom once so I had to stop riding it. My brother and dad swung by my place to pick it up because my brother could sell trees to a logger, and I was having trouble selling the bike on my own (not that I really tried too much either). It was sad watching them load up.

RIP, Gretchen.