I’m bummed.

I knew it would happen, but I didn’t mind pushing it out of my mind for a while…

The Harley sold today. While it was a blessing, and much needed financially, I still didn’t want to see it go. Thankfully, I was at work. Josh sent me the “last picture.”

And I couldn’t help but feel pretty sad when I saw its empty space in the garage, and this on the pool table:

It doesn’t help that work was frustrating, I didn’t leave until after 6 p.m., and I was supposed to get blood drawn today and by the time I left, all the labs were closed.  But mostly, I’m just sad.

So here’s a trip down memory lane with my friend: