My dear friend Jeri and I learned how to be grownups together.
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While I love exploring the country, there's a lot to be said for staying in one place.
I met "Sheri" a few years ago on my book tour and she got in touch when she moved to Charlotte (my city) in March. She arrived at exactly the same time we were moving out of our suburban four-bedroom home into a smaller urban townhouse and came over to preview the massive yard sale that took us weeks of preparation. She bought a few things that she admitted she didn't need and I was happy to sell them.
Besides my family, I don't often travel with others. When I do it's usually with Jill, whom I frequently mention in my podcasts and blog posts. She lives in Ohio and I live in North Carolina, so we ride our motorcycles to a meeting spot, then tour a region together before going our separate ways.
My odometer hasn't turned over in eight weeks.
When the organizers of TEDx Charlotte gave me and my friend Neale Bayly the opportunity to talk about the role that chance encounters have played in our lives we jumped right in.
The 2010 calling of my soul was "You need to learn to ride a motorcycle, then you need to ride it to Oregon and back." Your mileage may vary.
But I took a wrong turn. By the time I got re-oriented my fuel light appeared. I was down to one gallon of gas, which would carry me about 60 miles.
Motorcycling is pretty straightforward: Oh, here's water, so I'll take it slow an easy; uh oh, here's a patch of gravel, so I'll get it and go. But life doesn't always present itself in such an easy-to-figure-out way.