What about dreaming my own memories?

We sometimes get confused about the amount of tasks we have in our daily lives. I can tell how hard it is to keep up to date with work, family, friends, cleaning the house... and in the end, one night, while you talk to your pillow, you ask yourself if you're doing right. I don't like the "what ifs" much to be honest, and I prefer to remember one of those days in which I did the right thing, I LIVED MY OWN LIFE MY WAY.

I just needed a tiny 500cc kawa vulcan and the guts to do it. My fronteer was only the horizon.