So there I was listening to the ocean, watching the endless waves crashing one after another. The water temperature was 75 F and I’m with the love of my life. It’s absolutely perfect…….I would love to call work and say, “Hello HR, I have discovered paradise and I won’t be coming back, please send my checks to this address. Now, who doesn’t consider, Riding California’s Hwy 1 a Motorcycle Bucket-list Trip?
It is agonizing for someone like me; knowing that I deserve to lay on the beach, and still get paid………..doesn’t anyone understand this except me? I need to look into those, “Go Fund Me” programs…….