Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

On my bike I rode as reality faded and dreamland emerged. Come, sit on my shoulder and enjoy the ride with me...

With the wind in my hair - I rode as free as a seagull in flight. Down the bike path I followed my companion, who also rode his new bike. To ride on the paved, smooth path was a freedom a long time in coming. Years have passed since I rode a bicycle like that...having no destination, just enjoying the flow of the air that raced passed by my ears and made love to my face.

From the bike path we broke free and joined the rest of the world at the seaside. Glistening glitter sparkled on the waves as the ebb and flow of the tide danced. Seagulls called out in greeting 'Screech, screech!'. Motorist's gazes gleaned of jealousy. As the sun beat down and tanned my skin I felt the excitement of a late-spring day that would soon be transferred to a beautiful memory.

With the wind in my hair - I flew as free as a seagull in flight... Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!