To boss: I need 2-months off or you have my 2-weeks notice (a gamble I couldn't afford to lose) To me: Give me 24-hours To me, 24-hours later: You are wings level, cleared hot I'm tired. Physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually exhausted. I'm a father of three (have been since I was 21-years old) and sole provider for my family with an insatiable appetite, hunger for travel, adventure, and people. In a previous life (former US Marine infantry officer), that appetite was fed well as I traveled, adventured, and lived on the edge for more than 10-years. Since 2017, life presented obstacles, adversity, and friction. On paper, I was adequately prepared to face those challenges and overcome them - short story - I didn't. On paper, I've got my $h$t squared away - MBA, excellent job with great pay, top of the line benefits package, beautiful, healthy family, 17+ years of marriage, a beautiful home in the mountains of WNC...blah blah blah... I was reading a book and looking at some comments on ADV rider a few months ago: two things struck me. #1: from ADV Rider - "if you don't like to travel solo, you don't like the company." #2: "You cannot have a proud and chivalrous spirit if your conduct is mean and paltry; for whatever a man's actions are, such must be his spirit." - Demosthenes I'm not hear to argue the definition of one's spirit, but mine is in need of repair. So I've decided to head out on a solo journey to begin that repair. I was going to take my 2020 Suzuki VStrom 1050, but folks, I cannot pick that thing up by myself when it's stuck in the mud (a few of you on here saw that futile effort and came to my aid)... Instead, I picked up a 2005 Kawasaki KLR 650, stripped it down to the frame with engine on, overhauled several issues, broke it, then sent it to a LBS to have them fix all my mistakes. Then, I stripped the garbage paint off it and gave it to my daughter with primer on it - I told her - have your way with it. I think she did a fine job! I'll upload photo's & comments when I leave in August.