Snowboards

I´m snowboarding. I mean, I don´t know how to, but I´m flying down the mountain all the same. The thrill of the movement, the exhilaration, it all excites me. Sometimes there are obstacles that I need to avoid. I don´t know how to snowboard though, so sometimes I hit them, but that´s alright. I can´t breathe. I couldn´t breathe at the top of the mountain, the air was too thin, but this time it´s different, it isn´t suffocating. This time it is the wind that takes my breath away as I snowboard down this mountain. Part of me never wants this ride to stop, but even more than that I wish to find what is at the bottom of this rock. I´ve been on this mountain for too long. I´m snowboarding, even though I don´t know how. I hit obstacles. That´s ok though, I´m still flying. When I reach the bottom I won´t be afraid of falling anymore. My soul sings. I can´t wait.