sunburnt

Yesterday?

Sensational.

Simply by moving my pedals in a repeated motion, I rush past twenty miles of the beauty that is Los Angeles.

the beauty of a neverending coast.

the beauty of water and sand.

the beauty of a piercing blue sky.

As my pedals continually move forward and my wheels make endless circles of rotation, I watch the people and try to make eye contact or provide a smile to anyone willing to see.

babies.
children.
teenagers.
adults.

couples.
team members.
families.
old friends.

I hear their laughter, their cries, their cheers, their screams.

Though each tone is different than the others around it, these individual voices form to create one sound.

A sound of stories.

A sound of variety.

A sound of LIFE.