so far from the distant shore / the only time she never feels alone
on the land, her body distorts / in the water, lines are true to her mind
she knows she'll never touch the floor / she can float unharmed by murky wars
and the land is as plain as her skin / but the water shines like the star in her mind
they will never understand / how washed up you feel on land
the spotlight of the sun, it shines on
one of the things i live for: cycling downhill at an adrenaline-pumping fast speed and be fearless enough to not even let your fingers tip toe the hand brakes.
my bike gets used up a lot during the summer. i usually ride through the l.a. river bike path and griffith park, but someday, i'd love to run away to the countryside of france or italy and use my bicycle as my main mode of transport.
there are good things ahead. more road trips are in the works which can only mean one thing. hiking! and perhaps camping and some more bike riding...