My fantasy is to take a bike, hike to the top of a mountain and let gravity take over.
I would feel the awesome rush of the morning wind on my face as I fly off cliffs and rocks. Just thinking about what challenges may be ahead of, no looking back. All the worries in the world are reduced to the danger above and how good a snack would feel at the bottom of the hill.
Place: Mountain
ReplyDeleteTime: Morning
Circumstance:Biking down the hill and hungry
Atmosphere:Careless
That would be just awesome to have snack at the bottom of the hill what would you eat honeycombs?
The wind would feel so good especially through your lushness hair.