[eight]

Breaking the mould of my usual routine, I wandered to the left at the fork in the road on my morning walk. I always go right. Right just feels right. Today though, today left felt right. I walked past a blossoming cherry tree, admiring the swirling pink petals in the gentle breeze until my attention was disturbed. There was a young girl on a sparkly pink bike with those pom-pom type handlebars. This bike was obviously new as it shined so pristine in the warm sunshine. It was without a single scratch which never happens with kids bikes, you know. It was her expression that took me by surprise. She was laughing without care, smiling only for herself. I hadn’t seen such pure bliss in so long, I’d forgotten it was possible. The look in her eye showed no remorse, no fear, nothing but joy. I must have looked quite concerning as I stared at her for a minute too long, but I was only trying to soak in a tiny bit of her immense happiness. It’s a hard feeling to find when responsibilities outweigh imagination.