I'm a bit of a loner by nature. Not that I don't enjoy the company of others, I do, just that when it is time for me to relax and recharge I find some place to be alone, or at least as alone as I can get. Sometimes that is escaping into a book or just finding someplace where other people are doing the same thing, escaping into their heads and not talking to each other.
When class ended today I came home and watched a few cartoons (you are never too old for cartoons or legos) then hopped on the bike to get some Vietnamese food. After enjoying some very yummy lemongrass chicken I decided to take a road that I had never taken before just to find out where it went.
I found a bar in the middle of nowhere that was packed to overflowing at 1830. I found a gas station that sold alcohol free gas (I topped off the tank with midgrade). I saw lots of purple blossoms on trees lining the roadway, smelled the clean scent of spring, and the scent of dirt when my bike thundered across the bridges connecting stream banks.
Riding a motorcycle is just a more active form of meditation. You keep your eyes open and let the bike say "Ohhmmm."