So I'm depressed. Every time I look at the bike, I see something else that will need replacing or something that needs fixing that I don't know how I'm going to do it. It was a deal I thought I couldn't pass up. I have all these ideas in my head, but I realize how long it's going to take and how much work will be involved.
As another hobby, I do photography. Nothing fancy. I enjoy throwing some music in my ears, going out somewhere and just shooting. Sometimes it comes back good, sometimes I get nothing. But it's always relaxing to me and I find peace within myself, regardless of what's going on in my life.
So as I sat here, watching another one of my threads with 7 views and no replies (a watched pot never boils, right?

), I grabbed my camera. I walk outside and took the cover of my newly purchased bike. Next to my SV, it looks drastically different. The paint is dull. Exposed metal collects rust and dirt and grime coat every nook and cranny. I start shooting.
Even if it doesn't run yet, it's still a work of art to me. I dream of the day that yellow paint will replace black. A fairing will cover the gauge cluster and the spokes will reflect the sunlight onto the ground durring an afternoon ride down to the beach.
Someone assure me I haven't made yet another huge mistake in my life.


