Wanderer's · Tale

I so rarely have felt it in my life. I have felt accomplishment and pleasure and relaxation...but rarely joy.

Until today...today in Portland there was a boreal snowstorm...wicked cold...and this is me saying its cold. But while on patrol I gathered up a handful of snow and I made a snowball. That's it just a snowball..and then I threw it a Red cross fleet car. It hit the rear windshield and asploded. That's it.

But I just started laughing like a four year old. I laughed for like ten minutes...just non stop. IT was different and I just knew it....I hadn't felt  like that for years. It didn't last..but for a fleeting moment...I was just purely joyful.

Still Flyin'