I soar through the streets slicing the pavement with my own four wheels. The wind is strong, my own thunder, all mine. As I cascade to my happy place puddles glow in front of me like shining glass. The clouds, the horizon a peachy color more powerful than ever, and when I get to my happy place I ride, I ride like a knight in armor into the sunset forgetting what could happen next, forgetting all my worries. The time. The work, is all behind me, I am more powerful than these things at this moment. I am in a dream, it's all my own, all mine.

Long boarding at sunset