It seems only yesterday I was riding my first metres through the streets of my hometown, with my instructor wizzing around me to keep me safe. And now, I've passed all the exams, I've got my license, I've got my motorbike and the first actual journey is less than half a year away. It's as confronting as it is reassuring to just see it all lined up like that... I am actually doing what I've always dreamt of doing.
Ofcourse, it always pays off to take a few steps back and just look at what you've accomplished... because you don't really see the progress when you're busy making something reality. You just take the steps, one by one, oblivious to the distance you have covered.
Until you look back. And oh my, what a view that can be.
