Up all night

Here I am again ,Up all night In almost screaming pain every half hour or 45 min's . I think I got another bladder infection . But this too shall pass .

I can't believe no one remembers The old novel “The summer of my discontent” I butchered that reference to raise a chuckle . It 3:30 and still can't sleep .

Decided to make coffee , If I can't sleep then it won't hurt . I just got my hands on the original star trek series . Might just put that on to distract myself .

Lord how I miss my wife . She's in a box , A well crafted teak wood box at the foot of my bed ,,, it's not the same . When you find “that one” you are done . Nothing else matters . When she passed the Brother's , most of them I thought were dead or gone found out and had the box hand crafted and brought to me . When they came the cop's followed them into town and after her wake followed them out . We didn't ride with boy scouts . I miss those days when all that was important was the ride . I miss the feeling you got when 40 or 50 bike's fired up . It made you're hart beat stronger . It made you feel like you could beat the world . That nothing could touch you . That you would live forever . Ah the sweet delusions of youth .

I saw my wife across the parking lot one Saturday when I was sent to lead another club to a peace conference . She was beating a guy who tried to touch her bike . I fell dead in love . When I went to speak to her the brothers took me to the ground .No hand on my shoulder and a quite word no stop don't interfere . It was to the ground and dude she will kill you . I was in love . No other woman ever interested me ever again . Don't get wrong , After she passed , A long while after she passed I went out and slept with a few lady's , But had no interest in taking any of them home . My time with them was empty .My time with my wife was the shortest 34 years I have ever known . It's been 11 years now and I still miss her