There is NOTHING that beats riding home from an orchestra rehearsal in the clear crisp, cool, dark of night. I put my weather proof jacket on over the denim for warmth and came home "the long way." I tried back tracking a familiar path, but missed somewhere and ended up "out there" - not lost, just not where I expected to be. Riding the curves was fantastic, pushing in and down, swooping around them. They seemed so friendly and exhilarating tonight. Music enveloped me, not from a radio, but from my mind - it seemed to be everywhere. the moon was bright, the stars twinkled. Smells rushed past me - hay, lawns, an occasional dinner cooking, and a few cows. I REALLY enjoyed the ride tonight, it felt, like all of me was involved in living.

Wow. It was GREAT