Remember back in middle school, when the guys' voices started to crack, and they started to look at the girls, because suddenly we had these strange, puffy, unfamiliar bodies? Remember how the clothes didn't fit like they did last week, and your guy friends didn't act like they did last week?
That's when I discovered I have a really huge chip on my shoulder.
I still want that hard little body back, that I had as a kid. But, lacking that, I decided that the next best thing was a Harley.
What better way to feel powerful, tough, rebellious, even indomitable? I remember the freedom of running when I was younger, and I don't feel that way anym