There are some nights where you just have to go anywhere except to an actual destination (in otherwords, nowhere in particular). These are the nights where you just pick a direction and ride.
A few nights ago, I had one of those itches. I’d finished my daily grind of going places and doing things for other people. I wanted to just lose myself in a haze of contentment.
I didn’t go anywhere special. I didn’t see any great sights. I didn’t find a hidden treasures in central Florida. I simply rode. It was everything that I wanted it to be and then some.
After I’d shed the baggage of my day along the various back-roads, I headed to the comfort of my cozy bed and promptly let go of the remainder of the night. Best night’s sleep I’ve had in a while.