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Life Cycles Carry Beloved Bike Away
I recently took a big and somewhat painful step.
I sold my motorcycle.
Excuse me while I compose myself.
(Don’t worry. I get this way every time I sell something personal. You should have seen me when I sold a couple of guitars last year. I was inconsolable for weeks.)
So why, you ask, did I sell something so cherished? Why did I turn my back on 10 years of faithful service and mechanized friendship? Why did I part with something that was, in a way, the expression of a big part of my personality, the likes-to-go-fast-and-wake-up-the-neighbors part?
Duh. I needed the money.
Also, I noticed that I wasn’t getting the same charge out of motorcycle riding that I used to.
I’m not exactly sure how that happened. I know that as I took on more responsibilities with my “straight” jobs (as opposed to this job, which I would describe as “not straight,” also known as “loopy”) the bike became more and more impractical. I used to ride to work every day, and in all 12 months of the year. Now I found myself climbing aboard once a week, tops. And this year, every time I did it rained.
There were other factors, too, but the bottom line is I had this really great motorcycle just sitting in the garage and it seemed unfair for me to hoard it when someone else could be enjoying it. Also, I knew I could get a pretty good price for it. But I think there might be something else going on, too.
I spent the first 50 or so years of my life acquiring things. A look around my office shows that I indulged myself, and frequently. There’s my collection of Green Lantern action figures. My lunchboxes. More books than I can count. All sorts of newspaper memorabilia. And that’s just one little room.
Downstairs you’ll find my toy tractor collection, my Roy Rogers loot, several guitars and enough DVDs to start my own video store. Go out to the garage attic and you’ll find more newspaper stuff, a few more musical instruments and all my Christmas decorations, including a large collection of Santa Claus figurines.
See what I mean? For 50 years, it was gimme, gimme, gimme, I want, I want, I want, collect, collect, collect, acquire, acquire, acquire.
But in the last year or so I’ve shifted. I want to lighten the load, not add to it. I want to get rid of things that I own just for the sake of owning them, and get my possessions pared down to the stuff that really brings me joy – that really matters.
Either that, or subliminal messages have been planted in my brain by Antiques Roadshow and Clean House.
Whatever the reason, I came to the decision to sell the bike, and now it lives somewhere in Ohio with a guy whose loving wife bought it for him as a surprise. Which is nice. I’m glad I was able to be part of that.
Meanwhile, there’s a big hole in the garage, and while I know I made a good choice and a good deal, it makes me a little sad. I’ll get over it, though. All it will take is a little time. And eventually, a new bike.
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