Re-purposing things

A friend of mine bought her friend's motorcycle and drove it up to my house for the first time. I told her she looked hot and meant it as a double entendre. It was abysmally hot out (well at least for me) and women always look beautiful riding a motorcycle. It made me miss my motorcycle. A lot. Driving down a long stretch of road feltlike flying. The only feeling I could equate it with is skydiving. Such fond memories.

She had a full faced helmet, a nice motorcycle jacket, a nice set of motorcycle boots but she was missing something. Especially on her huge gold wing motorcycle. I just happened to have what she needed. From my closet I had a pair of chaps and a leather vest that I had no more use for. I think I probably held on to it for sentimental reasons and because darn I looked good in them. But it made me happy to give them to her. She too could dress the part and be hot in more than one way! I got a lot of happiness from giving them to her, and hope that she will get as much joy out of them as I did.

When we have no use for things we can always re-purpose them. I find it sad that with people society just tend to throw them away. How sad is it that we can re-purpose things and not people? It seems kind of backwards.