Chasing moonshadows

Today felt like spring finally asserted itself.
I went to the Princeton Mini dealer just to take a look. I tried to put on my best "I'd like some help, please" face, but no one came out to help me. Harumph.
I feel almost completely relaxed at the moment, and I think this is because I just went outside to enjoy the near perfect weather, the clear sky, and a glass of wine. It did get a bit chilly, the sky did somewhat cloud over, and the wine was a disappointment, yet I'm still relaxed.
On a side note, I think I'm becoming a wine snob. The last red wine I had a nose more like paint thinner than wine (maybe I exaggerate). This white that I just had tonight started real strong, with a real evident citrus flavor, but had no depth whatsoever.
But I digress.
Living in this house, with no other tenants, has its advantages. I was able to take my chair out back, where the driveway is hidden from view from the street and it's rather dark. So, on a clear night, kind of like tonight, the stars shine brightly. Looking up to the sky and being gently reminded of my relative insignificance, I thought of several things I would like to do in my lifetime, if I take away any fear I might have.
* I want to fly in an old-fashioned open-cockpit airplane. This would come as a complete surprise to anyone who knows me, because my fear of flying increases expontentially as the size of the plane decreases. By logic, a plane with an open air cockpit should absolutely mortify me. However, I imagine the experience to be absolutely freeing. Actually come to think of it, I wouldn't mind flying in a two seat Cessna, because they don't fly very high and they give you a spectactular view of everything. Considering I call those planes Buddy Holly Death Traps, you could see how much of an about-face this wish is.
* I want to drive around the world in a motorcycle. I'm generally risk averse, and I don't consider motorcycles the safest things in the world. Also, I don't actually know how to drive one. I'm generally uncoordinated, and requiring my hands and feet to work in unison to switch gears on a motorcycle might be a bit much.
* Sing in front of a crowd. Better yet, sing a song that I intend for one person, in front of a crowd. I have a hard time speaking in a crowd; I couldn't even imagine singing. Yet, call me a sentimentalist, I'd love to be moved so much that I'd willing to confront such a fear to sing to a person and make my feelings obvious. I don't even sing that well!
* See the Aurora Borealis, the "northern lights."

There are many things I'd like to do. Maybe I'll continue this tomorrow.