The feeling of
The winds brushing past your face
The coldness of
The air and how you wish that
The time would just stand still so
The world would seem to zoom by at
The speed at which seems like
The speed of light and when you come to a stop you take off
The skates as you walk along
The pavement and you realize how you should sometimes slow down and look at
The small little things around you that could put
The smile on your face