I guess this is one of those things that needs to be written down. I know in my heart that I will remember it years from now but you know how it goes, the mind gets older and certain interrupted elements get hazy. Certain things get forgotten. I'm hoping this won't be one of those memories.

I was hesitant to go down to Richmond that day. I had something that I really wanted to be a part of but I also knew I made a promise to visit Richmond. I was going to support my baby and because I said I would, I was going to do it. I woke up on Saturday quite early for me but now that I think about it, that early is getting pretty damn normal for me. I was working on three hours of sleep but I was awake nonetheless. I stumbled around the house and finally a few hours later, laid down to watch a movie only to be interrupted by my best friend.

"Come visit! I'm bored."
"Ok, be there in 30."

So off went the dvd and in went my car key. I got to my destination and instantly was bored. I really wanted to get on the road and start my day. I left and packed my car up along with my newly acquired Sharon in the back seat. It was beautiful out. Perfect. I rolled the windows down and just drove. It took me 15 minutes to decide my fate for the next 36 hours and I was pleased with my decision. The drive, the wind, the sun; everything was perfect. I drove without my radio and just listened to my car hum and the wind blow.

I got to Richmond in record time once again, turned my engine off and walked to the closet building, snuck in and found my way. (I always have a knack for finding my way don't I?) I found you standing there and kissed your neck. You turned, somewhat dumbfounded, and embraced me for what seemed like hours. We talked and then I left. I was on my own. In a good way. I went to your home, laid down and decided to watch a movie. I wanted beer so I walked down the street to buy a sixer and came back, watched my movie and napped. It was wonderful. The time came so I dressed and nearly was sick out of nervousness for you. I walked to the fashion show and as soon as I sat, I realised I needed a gift. Out I went. I bought you tulips. I found my seat again and prepared. I was almost shaking. I don't know why but I was. The show started and what seemed like forever, you were finally there. I was amazed at how beautiful you looked to me. I wanted to watch you but also knew I should take photos so I would never forget.

Fast forward 14 hours.

It was sunny in the room for some reason. The last time I was here, it was dark at this time. I woke to you next to me. I opened my eyes in some half-sleep normalcy to see you still sleeping. I kissed you and you woke. We embraced and continued this sleep-deprived-drunken moment for another hour and a half. It was wonderful. I didn't want to leave the bed. Me being close to you like we were. Playing, smiling, laughing, embracing. I could do this all weekend. I plan to do this for many more weekends/weekdays/the rest of my life to come.

We showered. Dressed. Smiled. Prepared together. I got my bike ready and we were off. Coffee. Breakfast. Just riding next to eachother. Talking about nothing. Smiling about everything. You brought me to a new place. I got to see what you have known. Just feeling the wind blow in my hair and against my face and seeing you beside me or in front of me; riding hands free. Showing off? I loved every moment.

I didn't want to leave. Driving home was the same as it was the day before. Perfect. The temperature and the wind blowing across my body as I drove, listening to my engine's hum. But this time I had a bigger smile on my face.