Just recently -- 48 years later -- I bought myself a brand new bike. And you know what? I sing on this bike. I let my voice rise in wonder and love. My heart cries from my throat with joy and laughter, with awe and gratitude. I let it rip and roar as I pedal and explore this city that I call home.
Many times we're in a rut, or discouraged, or feel that we haven't gotten our piece of the pie. But somehow, as if triggered by this menacing adult world, our mind will take us back to our youth and bring with it a vestige of happiness.