pop inside the restless mental circuitry contained in my fertile cranium. Migraines or no migraines, when the light bulb is turned, the dreamer has no other alternative but to be sucked into whatever machinations are being carelessly concocted by, I am compelled to guess, some demented part of the whole that represents me.
Far-fetched schemes that will not go unfulfilled, that will not be denied, or taken lightly, seep into the forefront of consciousness and demand to be heard and, lets just say it as it feels, obeyed -and yes, I am contemplating mental therapy.
Admittedly, there is always an enticing aspect to my pushy reveries. And let us not forget, that element of uncertainty that turns the whole deal into a fun adventure, worth living, or at least exploring. Remember, years of surfing, have made, amongst other more nefarious things, an adrenalin-rush-seeking junkie out of me.
So there you have, straight out of the patient's mouth -or, and in the sake of being more accurate, fingers. I've seen a journey -again. I've seen a sturdy and light bicycle and the road stretching in front of my eyes.
Now, I need a good bike, and so I am asking if there is anyone out there with a good used bike forgotten in their garage, attic, basement...
I have two bicycles, (one is a Fuji mountain bike, and the other, a Trek, multitrack 7100 is too small for me, and I would trade them for one that is my size and travel-sturdy -how about that?
Besides this completely insane deal that I have the intuition of considering, all is well in this globe of ours, at least on my side of this almost-oval whirling and spinning ball of solid composition, where happiness is nothing but another moving cloud in the sky.
Enjoy it when it comes your way,
Hope for its return when it is nowhere to be spotted.
Be well and stretch your spines -it will do you a lot of good.
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