riding to class as usual on thursday afternoon, i passed a new coffee/motorcycle friendly shop called see see's. the spontaneous wanderlust has resurfaced in me passing by this time, immediately making an abrupt left turn and proceed to park my muscle out front. with my co** hanging to my knees (metaphorically speaking), i take off my helmet and flip my hair over my right shoulder, musterin and before my eyes, immediate satisfaction. and so it goes, i've just ended a several month relationship. my ego is battered, my confidence tramped.... my blinders are now breached and i'm ready to fly. this road i desire, though responsibility holds me down at times, i'm ready to go eff off. i've missed this hard feeling and i'm ready to rid my gut of hurt and inconsistency. i will sling my backpack, proceed to tighten my helmet, finish my iced americano, strap my gloves and head toward the coast. i've got family an hour away toward the coast along hwy 30. saturday night is the naked bike ride, so i must cut this trip short but i will continue it next week. next week is finals and after a long awaited term, i intend on packing additional gear to include a sleeping bag and tent. with only intentions of cruising south along the 101, i will pitch tent along the way and make one with the stars, anticipating the ocean's roar, my hearts longs to break free. i'll have 2 weeks to wander. pictures to ensue. from one wanderlust to another.