The lure of the motorcycle

Let's play one word association:

Motorcycle = Freedom

When I hear motorcycle, I think of freedom - of the open road, freedom from restraints imposed by everyday responsibilities.

Freedom to roam and explore and do what you really want to do, not what others expect of you or as your present circumstances dictate.

Some of you may be wondering why I feel the need to have midday escapades to escape from my reality? Kindly allow me to elaborate: I have a pretty good life. As for work, I am fortunate to have good bosses. I make enough money to live comfortably and support my family. I work in a pretty cushy environment and I am grateful that I even have a job.

I just don't like what I do. There is no fulfillment in being a corporate desk jockey, no real reward other than monetary. Thus, until I can figure something else out, I am relying on my midday escapades and all you wonderful bloggers out there to provide me with my daily dose of distraction. (May I say ya'll are doing mighty fine at it!)

Well, I'm off to do more jockeying, be back later to visit your blogs. Till then, it's your turn to play one word association. Fill in the blank:


Freedom = _____________

Photo credit