The song is fantastic but the 20 second intro has made me think about what thrills me.

Fear! It’s like a good burger I guess. Hundreds of versions delivered by a million different sources.

When I rode bikes it was what’s past the next turn, I wonder how far I can lean this thing before I start scraping pegs or parts, how fast will this thing go? 162 mph was my max btw. Fear? Didn’t have time to think of it. Things happen really fast at speed, when you can only focus on what is directly in front of you… you know you’re hauling the mail. lol

Now the bikes are gone, kayaking is the next ex hobby I guess. As far as thrills and being a creator of fear, it rises far above anything I’ve ever gotten myself into. I rode bikes for hours to hit a good turn and get a 2 second rush. I’ve kayaked for 3 or 4 hours and returned with 20 minutes worth of oh wows. And it all happens going all of 5 to 8 knots. Pretty cool huh.

“Fear’s a man’s best friend.” Absolutely it is. It brings out who you really are. Sometimes you run from it, sometimes you attack it. But the best is when you face it and draw the line knowing it will not beat you.

I still have a few of those lines to draw myself.

Go out, have a life! If you don’t have a life, get one soon.

‘I don’t want to know what time it is. I don’t want to know what day it is or where I am. None of that matters.’

A very wise young man who left us all far too early.

The last few nights I’ve been thinking I’d really like to get this Covid thing going around. Physically I consider myself to be quite healthy and there are basically three outcomes at the ripe age of 63. 1. My expiration date would be found soon. 2. I’d get sick, I’d get over it like the countless other millions out there. 3. I’d get it and not be aware that I had ever had it. Any of those three would suit me just fine and any of those three would assure me of one thing. I wouldn’t have to wonder about anything anymore.

There was an old saying. ‘Kill em all, let God sort them out!’ I’m finding the statement rather hard to argue with at the moment. But with a twist. Infect us all and God, you’re going to be a busy dude for awhile.

I’m not at all afraid of dying, I’m very frightened of the thought of not living though and lately, living has felt much more like survival.

One way or the other, I need to get an answer. Either is acceptable and you’ll not hear me complain. Just an answer, just an outcome please.