O’de to the Tricycle

I’m sitting in Peet’s Coffee (yes, I’m here a lot these days) looking out the big glass windows to the park across the street. There’s this little girl peddling a tricyle as fast as she can go. Her little legs pumping around and around with all the energy her little body can muster. Her helmet, a few sizes too big, bounces from side to side as she goes. Just feeling a bit nostalgic. She looks so happy.


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What color was your tricycle?

Oh to be young again without a care in the world…

Hmm, can’t remember what color it was. I guess it didn’t matter.

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