No Handlebars.

 For now, life is perfect. The breeze is cool and the lighting is beautiful. The crickets chirp with such ease while the city below buzzes and twinkles with street lights and cars. The last drops of sunlight are slowly disappearing behind the rolling mountains that protect the place I call home. For just a moment life is frozen into a perfect moment of serenity. All that mattered this morning suddenly seems but a small flicker of time. Things are okay, everything is peaceful, and I know because of this quiet moment that everything will be alright.

 Tonight, my life is a beautiful thing.