lone seagull

So this is my bike Cindel. She has saved my ass on many occasions, she cuts corners like Kit and she’s faster than Falcor. What’s most important is she’s beautiful, and that’s why I named her Cindel. If you don’t know where that name comes from then you haven’t lived.

The other night when I was riding Cindel through a shit load of dirt and mud this tune started playing.

The Windmills of Your Mind – (Youtube link)

When I heard the natural sounds of this fabulous song something from deep down inside me began to surface, I became energized and full of rage. I could tell Cindel was having a hard time handling this new power that had arisen within me. I jumped off the bike and jogged the rest of the way home. She’s still sitting on that fence in the picture. I hope she’s alright, I know she is, Mace will take care of her.