My Grandpa picked me up from the house to go biking. I haven’t done it in a very long time.
I got my bike to go onto the lake path and I put my bike on the asphalt ground. I hopped on and it felt familiar to me again.
We rode just the two of us, wind in my face. I’m alive — it felt so good.
We went around the lake one time but it felt like seconds. I felt so proud.
