The other day on my way to work I saw a guy riding a bike with no hands.
Not to say that he didn't have hands,
just that he wasn't holding on to the handlebars.
I just had to smile as he glided past me with his hands in his pockets,
I always wanted to learn how to do that.
As a little kid I would try and try.
Circling my house over and over again,
I would let go of the handlebars,
start wobbling out of control,
only to grab the bars again at the last second. (hey look, its my life)
I was just amazed at this guy, lazily sitting back, hands in pockets, as he soared down the pavement without a care in the world.
I wish I could be more like that.
I don't know, like I said... I just had to smile.
No comments:
Post a Comment