My Truck Swims in Green Pastuers

On a sweet whim I drove up paid the meager seven dollar fee and dropped my truck into nuetral. I felt the random urge to smile, even giggle as a small child does. I was about to go through the car wash! The first pass, all is well I sit back and listen whilst the rain-like gush of the power hoses envelope my truck, this is so very sweet! It occurs to me that at times in our lives we find ourselves in experiences which remind us of childhood days. These experiences take us back to the simple emotions and pleasures which life was full of those days. For me these experiences include a sense of unalterable happiness. I revel in walking upon the crispy alder leaves in the fall, taking a bubble bath, or splashing through muddy spring puddles. This is the stuff of life! As I get older I forget these frivolous foundations of days gone by. I grasp at the occasional glimpse I get. Some may say that we are 'too old' or perhaps that there is 'no time', but aren't these moments the important ones? The ones which we too rarely allow to pass us by only to look back and wish we had made the time? If one never realizes that they are sitting on the beach then they will never see the vast ocean which spans the horizon. If you find yourself wanting, then get to doing, and the wanting will turn to being...