You are the one I have dreamed about for so long. I love the way I feel when I am with you; confident, free, not too safe. You are an indulgence, a luxury, nothing about you and me makes sense.
When we are together I forget the others; the minivan, the bicycle, my two feet.
When I walked by my neighbour’s house the other day and saw they were selling their beautiful sky blue scooter I almost wept. I had put buying a scooter for myself on my wish list four years ago as I goal of freedom and self sufficiency. If I could afford a silly scooter it would represent financial comfort and a side of me that was just for me- You cannot shlep groceries, art supplies or teenagers in one. It is frivolous, whimsical and even a bit dangerous. And $3300.
Not this week.
I saw that scooter. Told my son that I so wanted that thing, but the sensible side of me says no. Damn that side of me.
hush the sensible side! you will catch old!
Dreamy….If I had a garage, I wouldh have snagged that deal. I have fond memories of riding on the back of motorino in my Italian summers..sigh..
I don’t have a garage!go to it!