Going out, staying in, and the damn Harley store...

     I would really like to go out sometime, do something besides watching re-runs of shit I have already seen on Netflix, Amazon Prime, or even watching movies alone on my Roku... However, here I sit, typing my "wants" away instead of being out in public. I am a public persona by employment, this makes it hard for me to do the same socially. I would say that I make an effort, but that is a lie. I WANT to make that effort; but sometimes, my insecurities block my intentions...
     I am not sure how much I have posted about this, but I was run off the road about a week ago on the bike. I saw the lights coming up (FAST) behind me, I moved to the right; and then a white, SUV swerved in front of me and forced me into the gravel shoulder. Luckily, I knew the wide, gravel shoulder was there, I knew how to dump a bike and survive the fall, I just look like shit because of the crash. Actually, I look semi-okay now, but the beard I am growing covers most of the facial damage. I was in shock, got some help wiping the blood from my face and setting the bike back up, and rode home. I wish I had gotten the license plate... not that I would have done anything more than finding out who it belonged to, where they lived, and introduced them to my... oh, never mind!
     In the wake of the aforementioned accident, I needed to buy a new helmet. It may be just me, but surviving a lay-down without serious injury (but serious damage to the helmet) tells me it is time to retire that black, shiny, cheap thing that protected my noggin. So... I went to the Harley store (since it was on my way back from running other errands) with an on-line, 60% off coupon. I found a great (still brain-bucket) helmet for, well, $60 after the discount. I like this helmet: it fits and feels better than any I have owned before; and it looks good as well...
     In the end: I am lucky to be alive right now.  If this had been my first "crash", I would be dead. I know this; I know I am living on borrowed time. I know I should make the most of this time. I should really go out, enjoy myself, flirt, have sex in dirty bathrooms (and if it is good, then, bring her home), hotel rooms; with hookers, dancers, or just random women I meet at bars... If only I could find a good bar, LOL!