Nothing is as therapeutic as getting into the trails hitting the slopes, accelerating down the descends and feeling free.
The best part?

When it starts pouring, and you have yourself a jolly good time drivin' through the mudders, and when you're finally done......

Your bad week, your bad day, just kinda dissolved.

Have you ever noticed someone, perhaps on the train, bus, while walking home, felt so intrigued solely by their presence? Not in a creepy way, but because they seemed to have such a story behind them.

The type of story that would fascinate you. Behind the book that they were reading, behind the smile on their face while they look at their phone, behind their walls, they seemed like a unique person. Something about them filled you with wonder in a way that you sincerely wanted to get to know them.

Despite the fact that you have this urge to approach them, you know you could never. But just like any story, this one has an ending too. Their train stop nears, their bus stop approaches, their turn on the sidewalk bends around the corner, and you never see them again.

Just like that.

You know what you want, you’re just afraid to admit it because you’re afraid of failing. Screw that. Screw your fear. You know what you want, which is a hell of a lot more than most other people. So don’t be afraid or ashamed.

Just go on and get it.

Children are:
Amazing, acknowledge them. Believable, trust them. Gifts, treasure them. Joyful, appreciate them. Kind-hearted, learn from them. Lovable, cherish them. Open-minded, respect them. Precious, value them. Questioners, encourage them. Spontaneous, enjoy them. Vulnerable, protect them. Talented, believe in them.

Happy Children's Day, little ones ♥

Some things don’t last forever, but some things do.

Like a good song, or a old text messages, or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, pressing down on the corners and peering in close, hoping you still recognize the person you see there.