Pop a Wheelie

Motorcycles tend to travel in packs or gangs. They mob the streets and show their dominance over those with more than two wheels. Not this one, though. This one travels alone, exploring its own path. Perhaps it once had a gang to belong to, but no longer. The bright red paint clearly shows the deep pain and betrayal that still torments it from its past gang. However, it has mostly recovered or at least found something more fulfilling. It is doing a wheelie, proud and confident. It isn't ashamed to part from the norm and actually finds redemption in exploration. None of us should be afraid to try new things. Do what you want, how you want, where you want. Unless its immoral (which is a topic for another day). If you feel like popping a wheelie, give it a shot! You have nothing to lose.

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