I had a Motorcycling Dream last night.
I dreamed I had a Rocket III, an XB9R and a VFR800 (no idea why the VFR) in the backyard (naturally I'd borrowed them all from the shop for some reason, couldn't pay for them, and was going to take them back the next day, but I digress).
I dreamed I took the Rocket for a ride. It was wonderful. I don't know why I chose the Rocket, but never mind.
I realised as I woke up that I will never be able to live without a bike. Half an hour later, sitting here at my kitchen table drinking instant coffee, I still have a slight achy feeling of sadness that I won't be riding a motorcycle today.
Now, I'm not likely to have enough cash to buy a Proper Bike for some time. But I never have those dreams while I'm *riding* the FXR. This is after only a week of being without.
Anyone else had the same experience?
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