Speed is freedom. There is an odd sort of peace when you're careening through the world at a much higher rate of velocity than normal. When you swim so fast that the water itself carries you along, or run though the woods dodging trees or jumping roots...or my favorite, flying along on a bike with the wind coming at you from every direction. Or flying down a mountain on a thin board, kicking up a spray of snow. Especially that.
When I was smaller, I watched the movie "Treasure Planet" until the DVD almost wore out. I wanted nothing more than to build my own solar surfer and use it to catch the wind and lift myself above the trees, the clouds, the earth. I was too practical to try jumping off of roofs, but I still wished. I don't know what it would be like to skim over the earth that fast, that effortlessly. I can just imagine.
Unfortunately, for those who seek their freedom with their own version of speed, there is a glut of Cop types around here, whose latest offenses include interrogating people in their dorm rooms and threatening to drag them to court because they glanced out their window at a speeder who just wasn't fast enough. Of course, there were four coppers with flashing lights for the one speeder, so you can't really blame the college kid. Silly coppers.
Somebody in the world now thinks I'm a few huskies short of an Iditarod. I borrowed Bec's bike and got going fairly quickly headed out of SV, and the curve into the church parking lot was fun, and the wind was blowing in my face and the day was so very very warm and fresh, that I couldn't help myself and did something between a giggle and a chortle. Of course, the poor person I nearly ran over as I slipped around their parked vehicle didn't seem to share the joy. I guess I could be more careful. Or not.
I missed work this morning. First time since I started working every morning. I'm so screwed. If I was currently running on enough sleep to care, I'd be freaking out. I'll have to bring Mr. Benge some kind of bribe. Oh, gosh. I've rambled long enough.
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This was fun to read.
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