"OK"

Ok comes from the phrase "All Correct". It became OK instead of AC because it was started in a time when literacy was not the norm...

Ok...I lied. There is a bit of a moral/message (read: tsaoism) to my last story.

It is a way of looking at "farewells". She leaves with her joys and problems and I leave with mine. Alone, I look down my own road, and she, hers.

Peoples paths often cross ever so briefly when we meet at the crossroads of friendship, but that makes those friendships no less important. We must take advantage of this support and sharing in a mutually beneficial way. When we take from somebody, we should try to give back (although I strongly disagree with being quantitative about this. This isn't a collection competition). I say this not just about "biker" and I, but everyone that I met and enjoyed in Hamilton (you too Darby).

Nobody should lean on somebody or expect to carry somebody down the road of life. Each one of us must walk our own path. Friends should walk side by side without burdening or depending upon one another. If I can do something for somebody, then I should do so without any hesitation or expectation of reward or dept. If there is something that I ought to learn, I should except it with humility.

Nothing is eternal with regard to carbon based forms (read: us tsaoist, down to the simplest single cell organisms). Transience is what gives our lives depth. Anyone that never braved the cold outside of their mothers womb would not have the chance to experience the wonders of ordered electron flow (read: internet porn). Everyone is responsible for his or her life. There is no road to walk but your own.

I have chosen to show you a portion of my path because we are all masters of our own destiny, and even a master (be it a master of art, athletics, thought or...umm...porn) builds off of ideas stolen from other masters.

Brestos