The weightless feeling of gliding, jetting, sprinting, as close to flying as possible, yet grounded. The curves, the shiny color, the smooth handles, in the crouch of danger. Being aware yet letting go, feeling the Earth bump and move and breathe past. Rolling, temperature changes, new corners, seasons circulating. Soreness, relief of safety, peace of solitude, experience something unique, traveling outside by my own power is very powerful, indeed. Winter sets, something new, yet anticipating spring to begin anew, in fresh character and better ideas.