riding the handlebars
I become
a connoisseur
of wind.
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About Me
- gabrielle
- I live in South Minneapolis with Chris, Emma and Sauvi. We make good trouble together. I am committed to living in such a way as to engender peace and social justice, ecology and sustainability, and cultural, spiritual and artistic expression and exchange. I am interested in dialogue about the core of the human experience.
16 comments:
Yes, you are!
musty scent of love
Aw! :) I feel like going and doing this right now. :)
i would like to think this is sky-diving???
weeeeewwwwww...let me try in my mind!
wow! :D skydiving it is ;)
This brought back memories. Excellent.
Nice visual imagery in this one. Nothing like the wind in our face.
:D I remeber the smiles that go with that wind downhill!
Refeshing and lovely
huh! And I never type remember right first time!
Oh! I love this! I do!
Delightful and magical. The best place to become that. So youthful and bright. Thanks.
Oh, I left the handle bar.. and flew with the wind..connoisseur can surely watch..wow!you made me think..
ah, lovely! you brought me back a few years to my university days - there was this long steep hill one got to coast down most of the way home - different story going up, of course :)
Love it! It reminds me of when I hit a downhill on my bike!
Short and wonderfully written! Great post!
-Weasel
'Riding the handlebars' paints a word picture for me. Of my younger days!
Hang on tight, Gabrielle. You have a winner here.
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lovely!
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