As I enter the tunnel at the end of this ride, I find fun elusive & vitally important. As I've grown older, I seem to always be trying to do things with expedience. Fun is not usually orderly or quick. It's always an experience of enjoyment with the flush of discovery. Personal and cherished. The stuff of memories I can draw on when life throws a wrench in my plans. Fun defines me in a way nothing else can. So now when I think I must "clean my room before I go out to play", I shrug that off and it's off into the blue. The wild blue yonder of fun. All love in peace, Diana
