Brookshire Doodles

“Anything you want to write about, just make sure it’s here by the 10 th” Larry said.

So there I sat at the gas station in Brookshire, feeling guilty since I’d left my sweet wife at home in the kitchen that I had completely trashed over the last two days – by myself.

Yet here I was taking a ride for no reason other than to feed my ego. I didn’t even have a good place to ride. I just mumbled something about an article idea, got on the bike, and went.