What is it that keeps you spinning? What keeps the blood rushing to your head? Sometimes I need to be up-side-down, just to get a different perspective. I have walked out of the house with my shirt on inside out four times this week. What does that mean? Do I want everything to be a little more shaken than stirred? Am I asking too many questions? staring out too many windows? Last night when I was riding home I let go of the handle bars and closed my eyes for a moment. I could feel everything drifting along side me, moving with me, and I was calm. Calm in my reckless abandonment, calm in knowing that I am not letting anything pass me by.