It felt like something I’ve never experienced before, but it was so right that it felt like I’ve been doing it my whole life. I am right now, right where I was always meant to be.I didn’t tell Max, but this is my first time on a motorcycle. At first I had a death grip around him. But as the wind blew through my hair under my helmet, I started to relax and enjoy the ride.As the world speeds by with my arms wrapped around my tatted hunk of a man, I visually picture my deepest darkest demons leaving my body and being left in the dust behind me. I turn around and give them an obligatory nod farewell and a double middle finger salute. While I still dared, I let go of Max and held my arms out to the side, put my head back, and let the wind wash me clean. One of Max’s hands tightened on my knee and it was as if he knew just why I had let go of him. I feel like a new-born woman. I’m not naive at all, and I do realize that my past will always be carried around with me. There’s nothing I can do about that.
